Paroles et traduction Cesk Freixas - Voler L'Impossible (feat. ZOO & Joana Gomila)

Voler L'Impossible (feat. ZOO & Joana Gomila)

Vam travessar amb barca els ponts de Girona,
Des de Son Saura al castell de Biar,
Baixar amb un rai del Pallars a Tortosa,
Per dir país hem après a estimar.

Voler l′impossible ens cal,
I no que mori el desig.

Vam arribar al cim del Penyagolosa,
Vam intuir Eivissa despertar,
Un caminet de pols que ningú escombra,
De Miravet cap al Pinell de Brai.

Vam recollir la nit que ens empresona,
Elna, d'estels n′ets la maternitat,
Pujar pel Segre i dormir a Ribagorça,
Del Puig Major saltar fins al Puigmal.

Voler l'impossible ens cal,
I no que mori el desig.

Vam transcendir confins, cansats i descosits,
Un territori inabastable, així el vivim,
Plorant a Matarranya, sublimant a Diània,
Portant camals mullats a Barna i a Felanitx.
Llavors, vam dir que sí rotundament,
Com qui amb els versos crea terratrèmols,
Per dur la incandescència terra enllà,
I allaus al cim més alt de la muntanya.

I no teníem plans, ni una sola certesa,
I no sabíem on, ni amb qui, ni quan,
Tan sols aquell reclam de canvi entre les runes,
I tot el fang del món, i tot el fang.

I ara què en fem de tanta lluna intensa
En aquest cel que ha quedat tan petit?
I ara què en fem de tanta nit encesa
Que tots guardem com un tresor al pit?

Voler l'impossible ens cal,
I no que mori el desig.

Stealing the Impossible (feat. ZOO & Joana Gomila)

We crossed the bridges of Girona by boat,
From Son Saura to the castle of Biar,
Descend with a raft from Pallars to Tortosa,
To say country we have learned to love.

We need to steal the impossible,
And not let desire die.

We reached the summit of Penyagolosa,
We sensed Ibiza awakening,
A dusty path that no one sweeps,
From Miravet to Pinell de Brai.

We collected the night that imprisons us,
Elna, of pure stars the maternity,
Go up the Segre and sleep in Ribagorça,
From Puig Major jump to Puigmal.

We need to steal the impossible,
And not let desire die.

We transcended borders, tired and disheveled,
An unfathomable territory, that's how we live it,
Crying in Matarranya, sublimating in Diània,
Wearing wet socks in Barna and in Felanitx.
Then, we said yes roundly,
Like those who create earthquakes with verses,
To take the incandescence far and wide,
And avalanches to the highest peak of the mountain.

And we had no plans, not a single certainty,
And we didn't know where, or with whom, or when,
Only that call for change among the ruins,
And all the mud in the world, and all the mud.

And now what do we do with so much intense moon
In this sky that has become so small?
And now what do we do with so much burning night
That we all guard like a treasure in our chest?

We need to steal the impossible,
And not let desire die.