Текст и перевод песни Els Amics De Les Arts - L'Affaire Sofia

L'Affaire Sofia

Una parella lingüística
Una oportunitat
D'enterrar l'affaire Patrícia
A fer dissabte emocional

Una estona en cada idioma
Trenar una conversació
Jo t'ensenyo, tu m'ensenyes
I ens ensenyem tots dos

Ella era nascuda a Grècia, bressol de grans pensadors
De Parmènides a Sòcrates, d'Aristòtil a Plató
I jo que desconeixia tots aquells senyors estranys
Me'ls imaginava amb barba i fotent gestos molt grans

Vaig provar d'impressionar-la
Fent un Google d'amagat
Llull, Pujols, Ramon Sibiuda
Cap dels tres li van sonar

Tot mostrant-me l'erotisme
Potencial del català
Va dir: Joan, vull que m'ensenyis
A millorar el pronunciar

I si haguessis vist com reia intentant dir cotó fluix
Hagués dit Despertaferro, l'almogàver que hi ha en tu
Amic meu, si mai t'hi trobes no t'ho pensis ni un segon
I que la filosofia ens ensenyi a veure el món

Em va preguntar en què creia
Mentre s'empassava el fum
I entrant a una indie disco
Vaig citar, es veu, un tal Hume

Només crec en el que veig jo
I només us veig a vós
Quan començo amb formalismes
És senyal que estic nerviós

Va dir: la teva oratòria deixa molt a desitjar
Sovint val més un silenci, sovint val més actuar
I entomant aquella màxima amb el màxim de dignitat
Jo vaig collir l'ego de terra i ella es va posar a ballar

I com ballava
Que tot de cop, el cercle es quadrava
I quan Song2 de Blur sonava
Xiuxiuejant d'Epicur em parlava

Mentre pujàvem l'escala
Del seu pis, va deixar anar
Ara tu tries la trama
Tot flueix, deixa't portar

I vaig dir: Fem de viure una festa
Fem-ho abans de fer-nos grans
Que demà serà impossible
Que demà ja serà tard

I per un cop les paraules, l'exacta combinació
Van esdevenir alquímia, van dissoldre la raó
Vaig descartar tots els dubtes plenament il·luminat
Quan li vaig veure tots els prismes: bé, bellesa i veritat

I amb Schopenhauer
Vam acabar en un afterhour
I tot parlant de Schopenhauer
Vam acabar en un afterhour

I tot parlant de Schopenhauer
Vam acabar en un afterhour
I tot parlant de Schopenhauer
Vam acabar en un afterhour

Un petó, ja era de dia
En un carreró del Born
Feliçment, tot condemnant-nos
A buscar l'etern retorn

The Sofia Affair

A language exchange partner
An opportunity
To bury the Patricia affair
Making Saturday emotional

Some time in each language
To train a conversation
I teach you, you teach me
And we both learn from each other

She was born in Greece, the cradle of great thinkers
From Parmenides to Socrates, from Aristotle to Plato
And I, who was unaware of all those strange gentlemen
I imagined them with beards and making big gestures

I tried to impress her
Doing a Google search secretly
Llull, Pujols, Ramon Sibiuda
None of the three rang a bell

While showing me the eroticism
Potential of Catalan
She said: Joan, I want you to teach me
To improve my pronunciation

And if you had seen how she laughed trying to say "soft cotton"
I would have said, "Wake up, Ironhead, the almogaver inside you"
My friend, if you ever find yourself there, don't think twice
And let philosophy teach us to see the world

She asked me what I believed in
While blowing out the smoke
And entering an indie disco
I quoted, apparently, a certain Hume

I only believe in what I see
And I only see you
When I start with formalities
It's a sign that I'm nervous

She said: your oratory leaves much to be desired
Sometimes silence is better, sometimes it's better to act
And following that maxim with the utmost dignity
I picked my ego up from the floor and she started dancing

And how she danced
That suddenly, the circle squared
And when Song 2 by Blur was playing
She whispered to me about Epicurus

As we climbed the stairs
Of her apartment, she let go
Now you choose the plot
Everything flows, let yourself be carried away

And I said: Let's make living a party
Let's do it before we get old
That tomorrow it will be impossible
That tomorrow will be too late

And for once, the words, the exact combination
Became alchemy, they dissolved reason
I discarded all doubts, fully illuminated
When I saw all the prisms in her: good, beauty, and truth

And with Schopenhauer
We ended up in an after-hours
And while talking about Schopenhauer
We ended up in an after-hours

And while talking about Schopenhauer
We ended up in an after-hours
And while talking about Schopenhauer
We ended up in an after-hours

A kiss, it was already day
In an alleyway in the Born
Happily condemning ourselves
To seek the eternal return