Paroles et traduction Kevin Johansen - Folky

Folky

Donde hubo fuego, hubieron bailes
Hubieron cantos y topo tipo de rituales
Hubieron cuentos y hubo historias
Sobre tragedias y comedias épicas, y glorias

Donde hubo un fogón habrá guitarra
Donde hubo sol cantó la cigarra
Y de las cenizas, una canción renacerá

Un poco folky, folk you, folk me, folky
Un poco folky, folk you, folk me

Donde hubo fuego hubieron bailes
Hubieron cánticos y todo tipo de rituales habituales
Hubieron hippies, y hubieron groupies
Hubieron plomos y pesaditos igual que Droopy

Donde hubo un fogón habrá guitarra
Donde hubo sol cantó la cigarra
Siempre hubo uno que sabía la letra
Y otro en un rincón, tomando tetra

Un poco folky, folk you, folk me, folky
Un poco folky, folk you, folk me

Mirando al fuego nos entendemos
Y conectados con los cielos
Y desde arriba, el microcosmos
Hormigas grandes es lo que somos

Un poco folky, folk you, folk me, folky
Donde hubo un fogón habrá guitarra
Donde hubo sol cantó la cigarra
Un poco folky, folk you, folk me, folky
Un poco folky, folk you, folk me, folky

Folky, folk you

Folky

Where there was fire, there were dances
There was singing and all kinds of rituals
There were stories and tales
About tragedies and epic comedies, and glories

Where there was a campfire there will be a guitar
Where there was sun the cicada sang
And from the ashes, a song will be reborn

A bit folky, folk you, folk me, folky
A bit folky, folk you, folk me

Where there was fire there were dances
There was singing and all kinds of typical rituals
There were hippies, and there were groupies
There were rockers and heavy metal guys like Droopy

Where there was a campfire there will be a guitar
Where there was sun the cicada sang
There was always one who knew the lyrics
And another in a corner, drinking milk

A bit folky, folk you, folk me, folky
A bit folky, folk you, folk me

Looking at the fire we understand each other
And connected with the heavens
And from above, the microcosm
Big ants is what we are

A bit folky, folk you, folk me, folky
Where there was a campfire there will be a guitar
Where there was sun the cicada sang
A bit folky, folk you, folk me, folky
A bit folky, folk you, folk me, folky

Folky, folk you