Текст и перевод песни Els Amics De Les Arts - Jean Luc - En Directe Al Festival De Cap Roig / 2015

Jean Luc - En Directe Al Festival De Cap Roig / 2015

Ens vam retrobar una nit d'estiu en un cicle especial
De cinema francès a la fresca.
El meu plan era tornar aviat però al final
Tot es va anar allargant
I els dos vam decidir sortir de gresca.

Se'ns va fer tard.
Va dir: "No agafis pas el cotxe, si vols et pots quedar.
Que al pis hi tinc quarto exprés per convidats".

"Et deixo aquí sobre un cobrellit
Perquè ara no però després fot rasca,
Ja ho veuràs.
Si tens gana o vols aigua tu mateix
Pots fer
Pots fer com si fossis a casa."

La manera com va dir bona nit i va picar l'ullet era
Fàcilment mal interpretable.
Vaig augurar una nit per la posteritat,
Fer un cim, fer un 8.000
Fer quelcom difícilment igualable.

Però allà no passava res,
Només aquell silenci
Trencat pel meu somier.
Potser no era el seu tipus,
Millor que no fes res.

I en una paret al fons
Imprès en blanc i negre
Hi havia un pòster d'en Godard.
Potser ell podria dir-me
Per què em ballava el cap.

Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc
Vull entendre-ho però no puc.
Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc

Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc
Vull entendre-ho però no puc.
Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc

Ell va dir que en casos com aquests
No es tracta de ser més guapo o...
(Tu també estás guapo avui)
Sinó d'estar convençut de fer-ho.
Jo vaig dir-li "Ja, però si ara hi vaig i ella no vol
Després què? Després tot això acaba siguent
Un rollo patatero".

Em va convidar a fumar
I en un plano-seqüència una frase magistral
"Una dona és una dona
No et preocupis, tant se val".

L'endemà vam esmorzar, ah ah...
Ni tan sols vaig mirar-la i a l'hora de marxar
Ella em va fer un petó
Que encara no sé interpretar.

Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc
Vull entendre-ho però no puc.
Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc

Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc
Vull entendre-ho però no puc.
Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc

Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc
Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc
Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc
Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc
Ai Jean-Luc, ai Jean-Luc

Jean Luc - Live at the Cap Roig Festival / 2015

We met one summer night at a special
French film festival in the cool evening air.
My plan was to leave early but in the end
Everything went on and on
And we both decided to go out and party.

It got late.
She said: "Don't take the car, you can stay.
I have a spare guest room at my place".

"I'll leave you on a blanket
Because now I won't but later I will,
You'll see.
If you're hungry or want water, help yourself
You can
You can make yourself at home."

The way she said goodnight and winked was
Easily misinterpreted.
I predicted a night for posterity,
Climbing a peak, an 8,000 meter mountain
Doing something difficult to match.

But nothing happened there,
Only that silence
Broken by my bed frame.
Maybe I wasn't her type,
It's better that I didn't do anything.

And on a wall in the back
Printed in black and white
There was a poster of Godard.
Maybe he could tell me
Why my head was spinning.

Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc
I want to understand but I can't.
Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc

Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc
I want to understand but I can't.
Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc

He said that in cases like this
It's not about being more handsome or...
(You look handsome tonight too)
But about being certain you're going to do it.
I said to him "Yeah, but if I go to her and she doesn't want me
What then? All this ends up being
A potato chip mess".

He invited me to smoke
And in a long shot a masterful phrase
"A woman is a woman
Don't worry, it doesn't matter".

The next day we had breakfast, ah ah...
I didn't even look at her and when I left
She kissed me
And I still don't know how to interpret that.

Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc
I want to understand but I can't.
Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc

Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc
I want to understand but I can't.
Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc

Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc
Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc
Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc
Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc
Oh Jean-Luc, oh Jean-Luc