Текст и перевод песни Atupa feat. Borja Penalba - De Burjassot a tu

De Burjassot a tu

De Burjassot a tu comença amb rises en un bar.
Ens haurien connectat, tu m'hauries convidat
Perquè no sol dur diners i no m'hauria semblat be.
I t'hagués donat les gràcies per vindre al concert.

Desprès passegem fins a una antiga catedral
On ja fa molts anys, si hagueren vist què féiem,
Ens haurien manat cremar. A les portes del cel
Passaria lent el temps i ens haurien oblidat

Els nostres respectius amics de tan tard que es podria fer.
No haguérem tornat si no fora per aquell taxista estranger.
"Deuríem aprofitar", diria amb por de l'ultim bes
Sense importar-me que aquell home s'adonés del que hauríem fet.

En la nit descobriríem paradisos privats.
Els meus dits agrairien la roba que t'hauries posat.
Els teus llavis em dirien el seu desig sense parlar.
I el taxímetre seria l'única prova, de què el temps no s'hauria aturat.

Lalalalalalalalala

Arribaríem tard, tu tornaries a pagar
I jo et preguntaria com t'ho podria tornar.
Respondries que dormint al teu llit eixa nit
I abans que me n'adonara lluitaries damunt de mi.

Les meves pupil•les s'obririen lentament
Fins vore una àrea de dona sobre un espai fluorescent
Que t'hauria protegit en les teves nits d'infància
I després conversaríem sobre la nit, finalment,

Em preguntaries com hagués sigut perfecta
I sols podria contar-te-la tal com havia passat.
Passant-la a condicional, sense afegir-ne cap detall
I amb música, el llenguatge mes perfecte que n'hi ha.
Passant-la a condicional, sense afegir-ne cap detall
I amb música, el llenguatge mes perfecte que n'hi ha.

Descobrírem que estes coses duren una nit.
Que només l'atzar o el pas del tems ens tornarà a unir.
Però el record ens acompanya on vages i on estiga jo
I potser que l'univers torne a deixar-nos assaborir la perfecció

Lalalalalalalalalala

Descobrírem que estes coses duren una nit.
Que només l'atzar o el pas del tems ens tornarà a unir.
Però el record ens acompanya on vages i on estiga jo
I potser que l'univers torne a deixar-nos assaborir la perfecció

Descobrírem que estes coses duren una nit.
Que només l'atzar o el pas del tems ens tornarà a unir.
Però el record ens acompanya on vages i on estiga jo
I potser que l'univers torne a deixar-nos assaborir la perfecció

From Burjassot to You

From Burjassot to you begins with laughter in a bar.
We would've connected, you would've invited me for a drink,
Because I don’t usually carry cash, and it wouldn't have felt right.
And I would've thanked you for coming to the concert.

Then we walk to an old cathedral,
Where many years ago, if they'd seen what we did,
They would've ordered us burned. At the gates of heaven,
Time would pass slowly and they would've forgotten us.

Our respective friends, so late it could get.
We wouldn't have returned if it wasn't for that foreign taxi driver.
"We should take advantage," I would say, fearing the last kiss,
Without caring if that man realized what we would have done.

In the night we would discover private paradises.
My fingers would be grateful for the clothes you would have worn.
Your lips would tell me your desire without speaking.
And the taximeter would be the only proof that time hadn't stopped.

Lalalalalalalalala

We would arrive late, you would pay again,
And I would ask you how I could return the favor.
You would answer that by sleeping in your bed that night,
And before I knew it, you would be fighting on top of me.

My pupils would open slowly,
Until I saw a woman's aura on a fluorescent space,
That would have protected you in your childhood nights,
And then we would talk about the night, finally,

You would ask me how it had been perfect,
And I could only tell you as it had happened.
Putting it in the conditional, without adding any detail,
And with music, the most perfect language there is.
Putting it in the conditional, without adding any detail,
And with music, the most perfect language there is.

We would discover that these things last one night.
That only chance or the passage of time will bring us together again.
But the memory accompanies us wherever you go and wherever I am,
And maybe the universe will let us savor perfection again.

Lalalalalalalalalala

We would discover that these things last one night.
That only chance or the passage of time will bring us together again.
But the memory accompanies us wherever you go and wherever I am,
And maybe the universe will let us savor perfection again.

We would discover that these things last one night.
That only chance or the passage of time will bring us together again.
But the memory accompanies us wherever you go and wherever I am,
And maybe the universe will let us savor perfection again.