Paroles et traduction Oques Grasses - John Brown

John Brown

Si la vida no t'espera,
No has acabat la carrera,
Tens converses amb les pedres,
No surts a la wikipèdia,
Hauries d'haver nascut balena.
Que l'horitzó sembla que sempre ve de gust,
Podem fer història i celebrar que la fem junts,
Podem fer història i que no ho sàpiga ningú.
(si, si, si, jeroglífics, sí)
Si només fas que pensar en merdes,
Tens els ulls sota les celles,
T'angoixes quan decideixes,
Se't menja la por de perdre,
Hauries d'haver nascut balena.
(Jackie Chan, sí)
Podem fer pena i celebrar que la fem junts,
Podem fer història i celebrar-ho amb un vermut,
Podem ser l'hòstia i que no ho sàpiga ningú.
John Brown era un petit indi
John Brown era un petit indi
I ara és una balena,
I ara es una balena, yeah.
John Brown era un petit indi
John Brown era un conill d'indies
I ara és una balena,
I ara es una balena, yeah.
(Toca la trompeta, una mica)
Aquí en aquesta orgia d'egos
Hi ha un palau per cada ànima perduda,
Hi ha un cor que s'estrena i un que es muda,
Un grapat de cadenes i una corda
Un cant de cant de cant que encara sona.
Podem fer pena i celebrar que la fem junts,
Podem fer història i celebrar-ho amb un vermut,
Podem ser l'hòstia i que no ho sàpiga ningú.
John Brown era un petit indi
John Brown era un petit indi
I ara és una balena,
I ara es una balena, yeah.
John Brown era un petit indi
John Brown era un conill d'inides
I ara és una balena,
I ara es una balena, yeah.

John Brown

If life doesn't wait for you,
You haven't finished your race,
You have conversations with the stones,
You don't appear on Wikipedia,
You should have been born a whale.
That the horizon always seems like something you'd like,
We can make history and celebrate the fact that we do it together,
We can make history and no one knows about it.
(yes, yes, yes, hieroglyphics, yes)
If all you do is think about shit,
Your eyes are under your brows,
You get anxious when you make decisions,
You're eaten up by the fear of losing,
You should have been born a whale.
(Jackie Chan, yes)
We can make trouble and celebrate the fact that we do it together,
We can make history and celebrate it with vermouth,
We can be the best and no one will know about it.
John Brown he was a little indian
John Brown he was a little indian
And now he's a whale,
And now he's a whale, yeah.
John Brown was a little Indian
John Brown was a guinea pig
And now he's a whale,
And now he's a whale, yeah.
(Play the trumpet, a little)
Here in this orgy of egos
There's a palace for every lost soul,
There's a heart that's new and one that moves,
A bunch of chains and a rope
A song of song of song that still sounds.
We can make trouble and celebrate the fact that we do it together,
We can make history and celebrate it with vermouth,
We can be the best and no one will know about it.
John Brown was a little indian
John Brown was a little indian
And now he's a whale,
And now he's a whale, yeah.
John Brown was a little indian
John Brown was a guinea pig
And now he's a whale,
And now he's a whale, yeah.