Текст и перевод песни Berri Txarrak - Zimelkor - Sutxakurrak

Zimelkor - Sutxakurrak

Agur hitz bat
Bizi printzak
Agur hitz bat
Agur hitz bat
Bizi printzak
Agur hitz bat

Zilar emari adatsa
Nork orraztu ez daukazun arren
Bizipenen ildo zimurrak
Kide izandakoaren hutsune
Bazkalosteko solasak
Ergel hutsak izar telebistan

Abante bizian doaz
Hondar-urte sentitzen direnak
Mendez beteta segunduak
Ahanzturaren lehendabiziko deiak
Pare ezberdinak oinetan
Ontzi erreak sukaldean

Agur hitz bat zizelkatu balore galduen hilarrian
Azkarregi doan mundu honen gurpil lohituetan
Azken hitz bat zizelkatu hezur-mamizkoen bularretan
"Ni banoa baina zaindu
Zaindu zeuen tartekoak"

Etorkizuna bera ere oroitzapenez da mozorrotzen
Gezurretan dabil memoria
Eta erabilera aspaldi galdu zuten hitz horiek
Eder-ederrak iruditzen zaizkizu halere
Inork gutxik estimatzen duen altxor hau
Zurekin hondoratuko dela onartu behar

Ozeano harro horretan
Sakonera abisalean
Herio deitzen den ahanztura horretan
Bidesari horretan
Atseden horretan

Bizitza osoa lanean emanik
Ordainetan ezer ez merezi duzunetik
Zimelkor da lortutako guztia
Mundu gara: bizi printzak
Libratuko denik ez da
Ziur izan

Zimelkor - Lost Dogs

A farewell word
We're prisoners
A farewell word
A farewell word
We're prisoners
A farewell word

When silver becomes habitual
Though you've never been combed
Wrinkles, scars of lived experience
The emptiness of having been a partner
Solitude in the company of others
Foolish clowns on the idiocy box

They live in vain
Those who feel like wasted years
Seconds filled with misery
The first call of oblivion
Different-sized shoes on your feet
A burnt pot in the kitchen

A farewell word engraved on the tombstone of lost values
On the flattened wheels of this fast-paced world
A final word etched on the chests of flesh and bone
"I'm leaving, but take care
Take care of those now between you"

The future itself is disguised by memories
Memory is a liar
And those words that have long lost their use
Still seem beautiful to you
This treasure, appreciated by few
You must accept that you'll sink with it

In that proud ocean
In that abyssal depth
In that oblivion called death
On that last journey
In that final rest

Having worked your whole life
Not deserving anything in return
All you've achieved is worthless
We're living prisoners: prisoners of life
It's inevitable
Rest assured