Paroles et traduction Negu Gorriak - Amodiozko Kanta

Amodiozko Kanta

Maite zaitut,
Nire poltsarekin,
Autobusera abiatzen
Naizen bakoitzean.
Maite zaitut,
Bidaia luze horretan
Loak ezin hartuz.
Maite zaitut,
Nirea ez den herri batean
Kafesnea hartzerakoan.
Maite zaitut,
Horma grisak ikusten eta
Zenbakia ematen didatenean.
Maite zaitut,
Karneta erakusterakoan
Miatzen nauten bitartean.
Maite zaitut,
Bi metro karratuetan
Eserita itxaroten dudanean.
Maite zaitut,
Agertu eta begiekin,
Dena adierazten didazunean.
Maite zaitut,
Zure eskua ikutu beharrean
Kristal lodia
Ferekatzen dudanean.
Maite ditut,
Bisitak irauten duen
Berrogei ta hamabost minutuak.
Zerraila hotsak,
Beste hilabete ikusi gabe,
Gogorarazten didanean.
Beste kanta,
Ere idatz nezake
Baina nahiago dut
Nekatuta egotea.
Eta esaldia,
Nekatzen ez zaituena,
Beste hamaika aldiz
Errepikatuko dizut.
Itzultzean liburua hartu
Bezain laster,
Loak hartzen nau
Zurekin egiteko amets.
Eta ametsetan
Maite zaitut laztana
Xabierren olerki
Obsesibo bat bezala,
Sarrik moldatutako
Narrazio bat bezala,
Atxagaren obabako
Ipuin bat bezala,
Mikelen istorio
Odoltsu bat bezala.
Maite zaitut laztana.

Love Song

I love you,
With my bag,
Getting on the bus
Every time I am.
I love you,
On that long journey
Unable to sleep.
I love you,
In a country that is not mine
For coffee.
I love you,
I see the gray walls.
When they give me the number.
I love you,
Showing the card
While they search me.
I love you,
In two square meters
Sitting while waiting.
I love you,
Appear with your eyes,
When you tell me everything.
I love you,
Instead of touching your hand.
Thick Crystal
When I caress.
I love them,
Visits that last
Forty-fifteen minutes.
Sawdust sound,
Not seen another month.,
When he reminds me.
Other songs,
I could also write
But I prefer
Fatigue
And the phrase,
Not tired of you,
Eleven more times
I'll repeat it.
When you get back to the book
As soon as possible,
It takes me to sleep
Dreaming with you.
And dreaming
I love you baby
Xavier's poem
Like an obsessive,
Sarri
As a narrative,
Atxaga obaba
As a fairy tale,
Michael's story
Like a bloody one.
I love you, sweetheart.