Paroles et traduction Quartet Mèlt - Papa, Jo Vull Ser Torero

Papa, Jo Vull Ser Torero

Papa, jo vull ser torero
Papa, jo vull matar toros
Papa, jo vull saltar als ruedos
Ai papa, ai papa

Ai papa, jo vull ser torero (Vull ser torero)
I el pare es desesperava
Ell que era tan honorable

Potestat de la sardana
De les lletres catalanes
La veritat no comprenia
I quin cony de fill que tenia

Tenia amor, tenia família
Tenia amor, no li faltava
Ni cultura, ni ensenyança
De la pulcre i refinada
Existència catalana

Papa, jo vull ser torero
Papa, jo vull matar toros
Papa, papa, papa

L'hemorràgia era imparable
Una mort inevitable
Va morir a la infermeria
De la plaça a mitja tarda

Ai papa, el teu fill ha mort, torero

Dad, I Want to Be a Bullfighter

Dad, I want to be a bullfighter
Dad, I want to kill bulls
Dad, I want to jump into the rings
Oh dad, oh dad

Oh dad, I want to be a bullfighter (I want to be a bullfighter)
And the father was desperate
Him, who was so honourable

Power of the sardana
Of Catalan literature
The truth he did not understand
And what an ass of a son he had

He had love, he had family
He had love, he was not lacking
Nor culture, nor education
From the neat and refined
Catalan existence

Dad, I want to be a bullfighter
Dad, I want to kill bulls
Dad, dad, dad

The bleeding was unstoppable
An inevitable death
Died in the infirmary
Of the plaza in the middle of the afternoon

Oh dad, your son is dead, a bullfighter