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Sebastia
Sebastia
Tot és tant fosc aquesta nit
Everything is so dark tonight
Qui ha marxat no tornarà
Whoever left won't return
I la buidor que tens al pit
And the emptiness you feel in your chest
Potser el temps te l'omplirà
Perhaps time will fill it for you
Tot és tan gris aquest matí
Everything is so gray this morning
Que ni els ocells volen volar
That even the birds don't want to fly
Vull parar el temps ara i aquí
I want to stop time now and here
I tornar a començar
And start over
La tarda avança cap al vespre
The afternoon advances towards evening
I ara és tan tard com ahir
And now it's as late as yesterday
Ningú no obre cap finestra
No one opens a window
Cruel ha vençut el destí
Fate has cruelly triumphed
Cruel ha vençut el destí
Fate has cruelly triumphed
I ara fa vent, bufa de ponent
And now the wind blows, from the west
Les fulles seques ballen un trist compàs
Dry leaves dance a sad rhythm
Volen al vent, i s'alcen
They fly in the wind, and rise
Volen al vent, i cauen
They fly in the wind, and fall
Un fred estrany aquesta nit
A strange cold tonight
La pluja dibuixa un vel
The rain draws a veil
El forn de pa s'ha fet petit
The baker's oven has become small
Cauen llàgrimes de gel
Tears of ice fall
Aspre verí d'aquest matí
Bitter poison of this morning
M'ha despertat la veritat
The truth has awakened me
El malson és d'ara i aquí
The nightmare is now and here
I ningú no ha somiat
And no one has dreamed
La tarda és més orfe que mai
The afternoon is more orphaned than ever
I el vespre es banya de dol
And the evening is bathed in mourning
La solitud omple l'espai
Solitude fills the space
Com trigarà a sortir el sol
How long will it take for the sun to rise
Com trigarà a sortir el sol
How long will it take for the sun to rise
I ara fa vent, bufa de ponent
And now the wind blows, from the west
Les fulles seques ballen un trist compàs
Dry leaves dance a sad rhythm
Volen al vent, i s'alcen
They fly in the wind, and rise
Volen al vent, i cauen
They fly in the wind, and fall
I ara fa vent, bufa de ponent
And now the wind blows, from the west
Les fulles seques ballen un trist compàs
Dry leaves dance a sad rhythm
Volen al vent, i s'alcen
They fly in the wind, and rise
Volen al vent, i cauen
They fly in the wind, and fall
Volen al vent, i cauen
They fly in the wind, and fall
Volen al vent, i cauen
They fly in the wind, and fall





Авторы: Joan Reig Sole


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