Paroles et traduction Juancho Marqués - Natural

Natural

No t'espantis, tinc canvis d'humor
Crec ser víctima d'intoxicacions
Sort que casa meva és casa vostra
Però hi ha coses que no ens importa fer
Fem blindar els patrons que ens empassat
En jocs tant sols que ens hem de trobar
I ens costa tant ser naturals
Remuntarem de vida o morts
I que ens enverina no, no ens fa més forts
Que ens costa de ser naturals
Quieres que me duerma contigo
Quieres que sintamos lo mismo otra vez
El vértigo al borde de tu ombligo
Ser intuitivo como un día fue
Quieres que me tumbe contigo
Quieres que sintamos lo mismo que ayer
Marcharnos sin dejar ni testigos
Hoy no es instintivo como un día fue
Que casa mía es casa vuestra
Pero hay cosas que no te importa hacer
Que casa meva és casa vostra...
(Deixa'm que no apreti el fre...)
Fem blindar els patrons que ens empassat
En jocs tant sols que ens hem de trobar
¿Por qué no hacerlo natural?
Remuntarem de vida o morts
I que ens enverina no, no ens fa més forts
¿Por qué no hacerlo natural?
I mi intenció: es fer les coses bé
Siga'm però diga'm com ho he de fer
No sé si sóc jo el que apreta el fre, o no
Y mi intención: hacer las cosas bien
Redención, recuperar la fe
No sé si soy yo el que aprieta el freno
No, no, no...
No te asustes, ten mi mano amor
Tú tan mística, yo tan del montón
Sort, que casa meva és casa vostra...

Natural

Don't be scared, my moods just shift and sway,
I think I'm victim of toxic disarray.
Lucky that my home is yours to claim,
But there are things we don't mind doing all the same.
We shield the patterns that consume us whole,
In games where we're destined to find our role.
And it's so hard for us to be natural,
We'll rise again, alive or from the fall.
What poisons us won't make us strong at all,
It's so hard for us to be natural.
You want me to sleep here by your side,
You want us to feel the same way we did inside.
The vertigo at the edge of your navel's curve,
Being intuitive, like we were at first.
You want me to lie down with you here,
You want us to feel what we felt yesterday, my dear.
To leave without a trace, without a single clue,
Today it's not instinctive like it used to be, it's true.
That my home is your home to share,
But there are things you don't mind doing there.
That my home is your home...
(Let me not hit the brakes...)
We shield the patterns that consume us whole,
In games where we're destined to find our role.
Why not make it natural?
We'll rise again, alive or from the fall.
What poisons us won't make us strong at all,
Why not make it natural?
And my intention: is to do things right,
Tell me, just tell me how I should take flight.
I don't know if I'm the one hitting the brakes, or not.
And my intention: to do things right,
Redemption, to regain the fading light.
I don't know if I'm the one hitting the brakes.
No, no, no...
Don't be scared, take my hand, my love,
You're so mystical, I'm just ordinary, like a dove.
Lucky that my home is yours to claim...