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Foc Al Cor

Era una vegada un poble mort
De gent preocupada per no temptar la sort
On tot anava molt a poc a poc.
Sempre que passava per l'arbre tort
Em recordava que havia de ser fort.
"Molt fort" pensava cada cop.

I Entre mirades de cartró
Tornar un somriure de debò,
És com trencar-te el cor un cop de roc.

I és com si s'encengués un foc al mig del bosc
Però potser aquell dia, un dia com tants,
Quan tot m'avorria tu eres al davant,
Quan jo estava tocant a fons.

Com una tempesta va passar
I potser la lluna va donar un cop de mà
Fa temps, tant temps, però és cert

I entre mirades de cartró
Tornar un somriure de debò,
És com trencar-te el cor un cop de roc.

I és com si s'encengués un foc al mig del bosc
Al sol d'agost.

I entre mirades de cartró
Tornar un somriure de debò,
És com trencar-te el cor un cop de roc.

I és com si s'encengués un foc al mig del bosc
Al sol d'agost.

I entre mirades de cartró
Tornar un somriure de debò,
És com trencar-te el cor un cop de roc.

I és com si s'encengués un foc al mig del bosc
Al sol d'agost.

Foc al cor, foc al cor, foc al cor,
Foc dins del meu cor

Foc al cor, foc al cor, foc al cor,
Foc dins del teu cor.

Heartache

Once upon a time there was a dead village
Of people who cared not to tempt fate
Where everything went very, very slowly
Whenever I passed the crooked tree
It reminded me that I had to be strong
"Very strong" I thought every time

And among cardboard stares
To return a real smile,
Is like getting your heart broken by a rock.

And it's as if a fire ignited in the middle of the forest
But maybe that day, a day like any other,
When everything bored me, you were in front of me,
When I was thoroughly touched.

Like a storm it passed
And perhaps the moon lent a hand
A long time ago, so long ago, but it's true

And among cardboard stares
To return a real smile,
Is like getting your heart broken by a rock.

And it's as if a fire ignited in the middle of the forest
In the August sun.

And among cardboard stares
To return a real smile,
Is like getting your heart broken by a rock.

And it's as if a fire ignited in the middle of the forest
In the August sun.

And among cardboard stares
To return a real smile,
Is like getting your heart broken by a rock.

And it's as if a fire ignited in the middle of the forest
In the August sun.

Heartache, heartache, heartache,
Heartache in my heart

Heartache, heartache, heartache,
Heartache in your heart.