Paroles et traduction Roba Estesa - Lluna

Lluna

Totes naixem amb armadura
Totes naixem amb ulls tancats
Vespres, nits, cercant respostes
Converses amb significat

Boca ampla i mirada intensa
Regust amarg i rebuscat
Ai, princesa maleïda
De les nits en fas combat
Ai, princesa maleïda
De les nits en fas combat

En veure l′altra cara de la Lluna el batec del meu cor
Resta impacient, a la matinada, que torni a sortir el Sol
I un nou dia, una nova vida neix al nostre interior
Gràcies per la teva companyia, el teu son mai no mor

Doncs, a voltes, em pregunto
El perquè de la maldat
El perquè de la utopia
El perquè de la veritat

Si la veritat fos utopia
Si la veritat no fos maldat
Si la veritat fos d'or i plata
Si la veritat fos veritat
Si la veritat fos veritat
Si la veritat fos veritat

Tu que ens amagues tantes històries, nua allà a l′horitzó
Ens mostres la cara lluminosa i darrere la foscor
Tot i així ens vens a veure en somnis i ens obres un món nou
Un xiuxiueig diu a cau d'orella Viure no ha de fer por

La lluita és viva, és meva, he guanyat el combat
La sal ja no cou a les ferides perquè han cicatritzat
Ja no cou a les ferides perquè han cicatritzat
La lluita és viva, és nostra, hem guanyat el combat

La lluita és viva, és meva, he guanyat el combat
La sal ja no cou a les ferides perquè han cicatritzat
Ja no cou a les ferides perquè han cicatritzat
La lluita és viva, és nostra, hem guanyat el combat

Moon

We are all born with armor
We are all born with closed eyes
Evenings, nights, searching for answers
Conversations with meaning

Wide mouth and intense gaze
Bitter and thoughtful aftertaste
Oh, cursed princess
You turn the nights into a battle
Oh, cursed princess
You turn the nights into a battle

Upon seeing the other side of the Moon, my heartbeat
Grows impatient, in the early morning, for the Sun to rise again
And a new day, a new life is born within us
Thank you for your company, may your dreams never die

So, sometimes I ask myself
What is the reason for evil
The reason for utopia
the reason for the truth

If truth were utopia
If truth were not evil
If truth were of gold and silver
If truth were truth
If truth were truth
If truth were truth

You who hide so many stories from us, naked there on the horizon
You show us your bright face and behind the darkness
Even so, you come to us in our dreams and open a new world for us
A whisper says in my ear, "Living should not be scary"

The fight is alive, it is mine, I have won the battle
The salt no longer stings in my wounds because they have healed
No longer stings in my wounds because they have healed
The fight is alive, it is ours, we have won the battle

The fight is alive, it is mine, I have won the battle
The salt no longer stings in my wounds because they have healed
No longer stings in my wounds because they have healed
The fight is alive, it is ours, we have won the battle