Текст и перевод песни Berri Txarrak - Biziraun - original

Biziraun - original

Ezagutzen ez dudan herri batean
Bapatean, ixilean bezala agertu naiz
Kafetegi barrura sartu, lekua hartu
Eta nire ingurura begiratzen jarri naiz
Bikote bat muxuka mundua desafiatzen,
Bizitza xurgatzen,
Muxuz-muxu maitasuna puzten
Ez dute besteentzako lekurik apenas uzten
Telebistari begira jarri naiz, naiz, naiz...

Nahiz eta albisteek, berri guztiek,
Berri gehienek
Hortzak erakusten dioten zorionari,
Zorion apurrari
Sanzek ezetz, ezetz euskarari
Hiru palestinar zulora, real madrilek gola
Arma tiro pum, atxilotu lotuak edonun
Eta galdetzen dut zer ote den hau
Bizi ala iraun, bizi ala iraun,
Biziraun zu barik.

Noizean behin barre egin
Bakoitzak bere ikarak
Gordetzen ditu berekin
Halakoak gara
Ezinegona, zulo sakona
Sentitzen dudana ez da batere ona
Batzutan, askotan, gehiegitan, oso maiz
Gaizki nabilela ohartzen naiz
Kamarero: kafe bat, hutsa ta doblea
Gaur ez dut ametsik egin nahi, nahi, nahi...

Nahikoa da, ez dut ilunegi azaldu gura
Altxa aingura eta bakarrik atera nahiko
Nuke kanpoko mundura
Baina kosta egiten zait,
Kosta egiten zait, bai
Ta ez naiz ari,
Ez naiz ari damu eta erruei buruz
Hainbat zauri irekirik ditut
Horixe da dena, barkatu.

Behin idatzi zenuen elaberri hura
Nire poemengatik trukatu nahi nuke
Jakiteko behingoz ni sufritzen
Ari nintzen bitartean
Zu zertan ari zinen,
Zertan ari ote zinen.

Dirudizun bezain zoriontsu
Izan zaitezen opa dizut.
Behin idatzi zenuen elaberri hura
Nire poemengatik trukatu nahi nuke
Jakiteko behingoz ni sufritzen
Ari nintzen bitartean
Zu zertan ari zinen,
Zertan ari ote zinen.

Biziraun - original

In a town I don't know
Suddenly, as if in silence, I appear
I go into the cafe, take a seat
And I start to look around me
A couple kissing, defying the world,
Sucking up life,
Blowing up love kiss by kiss
They barely leave any room for others
I started watching TV, I am, I am...

Although the news, all the news,
Most of the news
Shows the happiness that bites its lip,
A little bit of happiness
Sanz says no, no to Basque
Three Palestinians into the hole, Real Madrid a goal
Arma shot pum, they arrest the bound anywhere
And I wonder what this is all about
Live or survive, live or survive,
Survive without you.

Laugh once in a while
Each one keeps his fears
With himself
That's how we are
Uneasiness, a deep hole
What I feel is not good at all
Sometimes, often, too often, very often
I realize that I'm doing badly
Waiter: a coffee, black and double
Today I don't want to dream, I don't want to, I don't want to...

Enough, I don't want to explain too much
Raise the anchor and go out alone
To a non-nuclear world
But I find it hard,
I find it hard, yes
And I'm not talking,
I'm not talking about regrets and mistakes
I have many open wounds
That's all, forgive me.

Once you wrote that novel
I would like to exchange it for my poems
To know once and for all that I suffered
While I
What were you doing,
What were you doing.

As happy as you seem to be
I hope you may be.
Once you wrote that novel
I would like to exchange it for my poems
To know once and for all that I suffered
While I
What were you doing,
What were you doing.