Va Como Va (Remasterizado) - Luis Eduardo Aute traduction en anglais

Va Como Va (Remasterizado)

"Esto se acaba", me dijo con voz de congoja
Al entrar por la puerta,
Culos de vaso sus ojos, la lágrima a punto
Y la mirada muerta.
"Qué te pasa, cantautor", le pregunte
Y entregándome el diario dijo: "lee".
Y leí y lloré
Un titular atacaba diciendo que ardía la vieja Lisboa
Y el catalán heterónimo disparato:
"Me han quemado a Pessoa".

Y así va como va,
Va como va...

"Qué cosas dices", le dije y, mirando al espejo
Siguió con el tema:
"Ya no soy dos, ni soy yo, ni soy nadie
Ni Europa resiste a la quema".
Y mirándole a las lupas le rogué:
Transgaláctico no soy, explícate".
Me miró, le miré,
"Esto se acaba, se acaba, y no hay más que aceptar
Dignamente la ruina
Arde Lisboa, Venecia se hunde
Y se cae la capilla Sixtina."

"No hay más patrón ni más ley ni más dios ni más rey
Que el maldito dinero
,"Dijo, furioso, mi amigo clavando en la diana
Un disparo certero.
"No me tomes por idiota pero es que
No comprendo tu discurso", confesé.
Y me habló, le escuché
"Arte, poseía, belleza ¡qué extrañas palabras!,
¿Serán un conjuro?
Hoy cualquier cerdo es capaz de quemar el edén
Por cobrar un seguro."

Va Como Va (Remastered)

"This is the end," he said to me with a voice of sorrow
As he walked through the door,
His eyes like empty glasses, tears at the point
And a dead look.
"What's wrong, songwriter," I asked him
And handing me the newspaper he said, "read."
And I read and I cried
A headline attacked, saying the old Lisbon was burning
And the heteronymous Catalan absurdity:
"They burned Pessoa to me."

And that's how it goes,
It goes like this...

"What are you saying," I said, and looking in the mirror
He continued with the topic:
"I am no longer two, nor am I myself, nor am I anyone
Nor does Europe resist the burning."
And looking at his magnifying glasses, I begged him:
I am not transgalactic, explain yourself."
He looked at me, I looked at him,
"This is the end, it's over, and there's nothing to do but accept
The ruin with dignity
Lisbon burns, Venice sinks
And the Sistine Chapel falls."

"There is no more boss, no more law, no more god, no more king
Than the damn money
," he said, furious, my friend aiming at the target
A sure shot.
"Don't take me for an idiot, but I don't understand
Your speech," I confessed.
And he spoke, I listened
"Art, possessed, beauty, what strange words!,
Will they be a spell?
Today any pig is capable of burning Eden
To collect insurance."