Paroles et traduction Cesk Freixas - Zona Especial Nord-Est

Zona Especial Nord-Est

Hem aparcat al marge del camí
Mentre sonava Flor de primavera.
Són els senyals horaris de les sis,
Punt de trobada, a peu de carretera.

N′hi ha que hi han passat tota la nit,
I els que som nous ara ens posem darrera.
S'intueix un cel amb tons de matí,
Surt fum del teu alè com pols d′estrelles.

Tenim fred i els més joves van venint,
Fem un foc amb branques a la vorera.
Refilen els ocells des dels seus pins,
Fas un sospir i rius, estàs contenta.

Des d'on som ara em tremolen els dits,
Sento el soroll que deixen les roderes.
Les seves llums tenyeixen l'infinit,
Si volen llamps, serem una tempesta.

Si de nit tombeu la porta de casa
Ens trobareu dempeus, plantant-vos cara.

Els necis són a pocs metres d′aquí,
S′han agrupat entre la polseguera.
Som els qui ens creix un llarg octubre a dins,
Els clàxons saluden la gent valenta.

Adés, pobles veïns fan seu el crit,
Després dels trons, la pluja arriba sempre.
Abastem fins on arribem units,
Braç a braç, som un cor vestit de festa.

Si de nit tombeu la porta de casa
Ens trobareu dempeus, plantant-vos cara.

Si de nit tombeu la porta de casa
Ens trobareu dempeus, plantant-vos cara.

Si de nit tombeu la porta de casa
Ens trobareu dempeus, plantant-vos cara.

The Northeast Special Zone

We've parked on the side of the road
While Flor de primavera was playing.
It's six o'clock on the hour,
Meeting point, on the side of the road.

Some have been here all night,
And those of us who are new are now behind.
A sky with shades of morning can be glimpsed,
Smoke rises from your breath like stardust.

We're cold and the younger ones are coming,
We're making a fire with branches on the sidewalk.
Birds are singing from their pines,
You sigh and laugh, you're happy.

From where we are now my fingers are shaking,
I can hear the noise left by the wheel ruts.
Their lights dye the infinite,
If they want lightning, we'll be a storm.

If at night you break down the door of your house
You'll find us standing, facing you.

The fools are a few meters from here,
They've gathered in the dust.
We're the ones who have a long October inside,
The horns of the valiant are saluting.

Now, neighboring towns are making the cry their own,
After thunder, rain always comes.
We reach as far as we can united,
Arm in arm, we are a heart dressed in celebration.

If at night you break down the door of your house
You'll find us standing, facing you.

If at night you break down the door of your house
You'll find us standing, facing you.

If at night you break down the door of your house
You'll find us standing, facing you.