Paroles et traduction Clara Peya - Oceanes

Oceanes

En som moltes però minoria,
Les que hem entès que el món canvia.
Fa massa que el patriarcat ens obstrueix totes les vies
I mira tu, bastard, covard
Si encara creus que la nostra meta és ser donzelles esperant
Que arribi un proxeneta.

A mi les dones que m′agraden són les que fan soroll quan riuen
Les que es pelen els genolls i mengen mel, pa i olives,
Que porten cabells curts i rabiosament negres
I no els atura cap llop ni els mana cap tipus de bèstia.

Que per ser una gran princesa no cal viure en un palau
Ni anar sempre amb vestits roses ni fer petons a gripaus
Ni ser fràgil, delicada, esperant un príncep blau,
Ni ser rossa com fil d'or ni ser sosa fins la mort.

Que el que volem en aquest món són més princeses cavaller,
Que trepitgin fort al caminar i beguin birra per sopar,
Que parlin pels descosits i donin la seva opinió,
Que s′enfadin i plorin i els hi agradi l'acció.

Facin olor a vora de foc,
Dormin a qualsevol lloc,
Triïn amb qui es fan petons,
Si amb fades nimfes o bruixots,
Es saltin totes les normes,
Rebentin panys de les portes.

Una mirada inundada de cada record que ens fa fortes
I si creus que és ficció,
Només tenim una opció,
Que fa massa temps que em dura el desig irrefrenable
Que el món sigui una plaga de princeses indomables.

Oceanes, les filles de l'aigua,
Beuen de tot arreu
Per nodrir-se i així alimentar-me.

Les dones d′entranya
De pell dura i esperit transparent
On voler emmirallar-me.

Mirades que es mullen
Quan segueixen camins començats per germanes i bruixes
I trenquen esquemes.

Les princeses cavaller tenen les mans plenes de nafres
De tant treballar la terra, saltant murs, pujar als arbres.
Volen com ocells,
Estan de guàrdia per si arriben ells.
S′enamoren com salvatges,
Són panteres pels hostatges.

Que el que volem en aquest món són més princeses oceanes,
Que cridin i es banyin transparents i despullades.
Que el seu mar ple d'onades netegi l′odi i el rancor.
Quin honor formar part d'aquesta tribu eclèctica,
Dialèctica, pacífica, però parla′ns amb respecte.
Que és difícil ser filla d'una societat infecta.
Per elles tot es mira, no existeixen els defectes.

I si creus que és ficció,
Només tenim una opció,
Que fa massa temps que em dura el desig irrefrenable
Que el món sigui una plaga de princeses indomables.

Oceanes, les filles de l′aigua,
Beuen de tot arreu
Per nodrir-se i així alimentar-me.

Les dones d'entranya
De pell dura i esperit transparent
On voler emmirallar-me.

Mirades que es mullen
Quan segueixen camins començats per germanes i bruixes
I trenquen esquemes.
Són llavors que germinen amb força i neden com feres.
Com feres.

Oceans

Among many, yet a minority,
We who have understood that the world changes.
Patriarchy has obstructed all our paths for too long
And look at you, bastard, coward
If you still believe our goal is to be damsels in waiting
For a pimp to arrive.

The women I like are the ones who make noise when they laugh
Those who skin their knees and eat honey, bread, and olives,
Who wear short and furiously black hair
And are stopped by no wolf or commanded by any kind of beast.

To be a great princess, you don't need to live in a palace
Nor always wear pink dresses or kiss toads
Nor be fragile, delicate, waiting for a prince charming,
Nor be blonde as gold thread or be bland until death.

What we want in this world are more knight princesses,
Who stomp their feet when they walk and drink beer for dinner,
Who speak their minds and give their opinion,
Who get angry and cry and enjoy action.

May they smell like the edge of a fire,
Sleep anywhere,
Choose who they kiss,
Whether fairies, nymphs, or wizards,
Break all the rules,
Burst the locks of the doors.

A look flooded with every memory that makes us strong
And if you think it's fiction,
We only have one option,
The irrepressible desire has lasted too long in me
For the world to be a plague of indomitable princesses.

Oceans, the daughters of water,
They drink from everywhere
To nourish themselves and thus feed me.

Women of deep soul
With hard skin and a transparent spirit
Where I want to see myself reflected.

Looks that get wet
When they follow paths started by sisters and witches
And break schemes.

Knight princesses have their hands full of wounds
From working the land, jumping walls, climbing trees.
They fly like birds,
They are on guard in case they arrive.
They fall in love like savages,
They are panthers for the hostages.

What we want in this world are more ocean princesses,
Who shout and bathe transparent and naked.
May their sea full of waves cleanse hatred and rancor.
What an honor to be part of this eclectic tribe,
Dialectical, peaceful, but speak to us with respect.
It's hard to be the daughter of an infected society.
Through them everything is seen, there are no defects.

And if you think it's fiction,
We only have one option,
The irrepressible desire has lasted too long in me
For the world to be a plague of indomitable princesses.

Oceans, the daughters of water,
They drink from everywhere
To nourish themselves and thus feed me.

Women of deep soul
With hard skin and a transparent spirit
Where I want to see myself reflected.

Looks that get wet
When they follow paths started by sisters and witches
And break schemes.
They are seeds that germinate with strength and swim like beasts.
Like beasts.