Paroles et traduction Sopa De Cabra - Flors de fum

Flors de fum

Llum d′agost
Cap al tard, quan es fa fosc
En un vol d'estiu, a la Plaça del Vi
Vaig trobar-me en Grifoll.
De centaura diua el carro ple de flors
Me′n va donar un munt
Em vaig posar a fer fum
A la terrassa de "El Sol".
I el cel era vermell, sí, i la gent era transparent
I asseguts, junts cremàvem la tarda
I tots teníem fe, però d'aquest món ja no ens crèiem res
I allà sota les voltes el somni era etern.
I encara puc, encara avui
Encara no és tard, no
I encara avui, encara avui
Em venen rampells, d'aquella llum.
I encara avui, encara avui
Quan l′herva ja és alta
Encara avui, encara vull
Volar més amunt.
Entre el Freaks, la Salsitxa i el Potser
Un fanzine a l′squat, algunes volls i uns mais
I unes pipes al carrer.
Bones ones, bona música també
Passàvem el temps però no ens fèiem vells
Això et passa en un moment.
I el cel era vermell, sí, i en Tintín va arribar corrent
I pel morro es saltava la tanda
I després en James Dean, bé, indulgència permanent
I en Palau, tots omplíem l'esperit d′aliment.
I encara puc, encara avui
Encara no és tard, no
I encara avui, encara avui
Em venen rampells, d'aquella gent.
I encara avui, encara avui
Quan l′herva ja és alta
Encara avui, encara puc
Volar més amunt.
I va baixar en lleuger
Deia, germans ja us perdonaré
Quan de nou ens posàvem la pedra al palmell.
I va arribar l'ocell,
Ooh, plè d′espores i de bolets
I asseguts, exploràvem la tarda.
I tots teníem fe,
Però d'aquest món ja no ens crèiem res
I allà sota les voltes el somni era etern.
I encara puc, encara avui
Encara no és tard, no
I encara avui, encara avui
Em venen rampells, d'aquells moments.
I encara avui, encara avui
Quan l′herva ja és alta
Encara avui, encara puc

Flowers of Smoke

August light
As night falls, late
In a flight of summer, in the Plaça del Vi
I met Grifoll
From the divine horse-drawn carriage full of flowers
One bunch he gives me
I start to make smoke
On the terrace of "El Sol"
And the sky was red, yes, and the people were transparent
And sitting together, we burned the afternoon
And we all had faith, but in this world we no longer believe anything
And there, under the vaults, the dream was eternal
And I still can, today
It's not too late, no
And still today, still today
Urges come over me, of that light
And still today, still today
When the grass is already high
Still today, still I want to
Fly higher
Between the Freaks, the Sausage and the Maybe
A fanzine in the squat, some desires and some corn
And some pipes in the street
Good waves, good music too
We passed the time but we didn't grow old
This happens to you in a moment
And the sky was red, yes, and Tintin arrived running
And he jumped the queue through his mouth
And then James Dean, well, permanent indulgence
And in Palau, we all filled our spirit with nourishment
And I still can, today
It's not too late, no
And still today, still today
Urges come over me, of those people
And still today, still today
When the grass is already high
Still today, still I can
Fly higher
And he came down lightly
He said, brothers I will forgive you
When we put the stone in the palm of our hands again
And the bird arrived
Ooh, full of spores and mushrooms
And sitting, we explored the afternoon
And we all had faith
But in this world we no longer believe anything
And there, under the vaults, the dream was eternal
And I still can, today
It's not too late, no
And still today, still today
Urges come over me, of those moments
And still today, still today
When the grass is already high
Still today, still I can