Текст и перевод песни Adala - Mou Un Nou Mòn

Mou Un Nou Mòn

Neix a l′hort
I poc a poc va creixent més fort
Massa cops rebuts però no ha mort
El nou món que portem dins del cor, del cor

I puc sentir
Com la terra batega en mi
Cada batec mostra un nou camí
I escriure tot el que no es pot dir
I així

Extra, extra, s'ha escrit un nou diari
Parla de nosaltres sense cap intermediari
Diu que es desperta una família menys al barri
La vida del veïnat o la bossa d′un propietari

Corre la notícia, buiden edificis
No pots tenir sostre si no en treuen benefici
Lliures i rebels, tenim el nostre seguici
Gent organitzada en una Barcelona en crisi

Passa la pàgina, tens receptes de cuina
Espais comunitaris on abans hi havia ruïna
Deixem l'heura créixer
A la vella reixa
La llibertat ha de renéixer

Neix a l'hort
I poc a poc va creixent més fort
Massa cops rebuts però no ha mort
El nou món que portem dins del cor
Del cor

Puc sentir
Com la terra batega en mi
Cada batec mostra un nou camí
Escriure tot el que no es pot dir
Així

I les pàgines centrals parlen de cultura
Rimes, tuits i titelles colpejats per la censura
Falsa democràcia, gust a dictadura
La vella estaca encara dura

I ens queda la ràbia, ràbia
De sentir tanta ala i tanta gàbia, gàbia
Molts polítics, molta làbia, làbia
Però no et deixis confondre, sigues sàvia

Tenim memòria, tenim veu i tenim vista
Fem nostra la història, cap carrer amb nom d′esclavista
Organitzada i sàbia és la ciutat que neix als barris
De Sants fins al Besós
Del Raval fins a Noubarris

Per una Barcelona organitzada, sàbia, rebel i combativa, escolta

Hem escrit un nou diari
Plural, lliure i compromès
Des de baix, des de nosaltres
Parla dels nostres carrers

I hem escrit de nou la història
Un relat contra el poder
Parla de tu i de nosaltres
Parla dels nostres carrers

I neix a l′hort
I poc a poc va creixent més fort
Massa cops rebuts però no ha mort
El nou món que portem dins del cor, del cor

New World in Our Hearts

Growing in the garden
Slowly but surely, growing stronger with time
Despite the many blows, it refuses to die
The new world we carry within our hearts, our hearts

And I can feel
The earth beating inside me
Each beat reveals a new path
And to write everything that cannot be said
And so

Extra, extra, a new newspaper has been written
It speaks about us, with no intermediaries
It says that one less family has woken up in the neighborhood
The life of the neighborhood or the pocket of a landlord

The news is spreading, buildings are being emptied
You can't have a roof if they can't profit from it
Free and rebellious, we have our following
Organized people in a Barcelona in crisis

Turn the page, you have cooking recipes
Communal spaces where there used to be ruins
We let the ivy grow
On the old gate
Freedom must be reborn

Growing in the garden
Slowly but surely, growing stronger with time
Despite the many blows, it refuses to die
The new world we carry within our hearts
Of the heart

I can feel
The earth beating inside me
Each beat reveals a new path
To write down everything that cannot be said
So

And the center pages talk about culture
Rhymes, tweets, and puppets, all hit by censorship
False democracy, tastes like dictatorship
The old regime still endures

And we are left with the rage, rage
Of feeling so much freedom and so much prison, prison
Lots of politicians, lots of sweet talk, sweet talk
But don't let yourself be fooled, be wise

We have memory, we have voice, and we have vision
We make history our own, no streets named after slavers
Organized and wise is the city that is born in the neighborhoods
From Sants to Besós
From Raval to Noubarris

For an organized, wise, rebellious, and combative Barcelona, listen

We have written a new newspaper
Plural, free, and committed
From below, from ourselves
It speaks of our streets

And we have rewritten history
A story against power
It speaks of you and of us
It speaks of our streets

And it is born in the garden
Slowly but surely, growing stronger with time
Despite the many blows, it refuses to die
The new world we carry within our hearts, of the heart