Текст и перевод песни Joan Manuel Serrat - Que Volen Aquesta Gent?

Que Volen Aquesta Gent?

De matinada han trucat
Són al replà de l′escala
La mare quan surt a obrir
Porta la bata posada
Què volen aquesta gent
Que truquen de matinada
El seu fill que no és aquí
N'és adormit a la cambra
¿Què li volen al meu fill?
El fill mig es desvetllava
Què volen aquesta gent
Que truquen de matinada
La mare ben poc en sap
De totes les esperances del seu fill estudiant
Que ben compromès n′estava
Què volen aquesta gent
Que truquen de matinada
Dies fa que parla poc
I cada nit s'agitava
Li venia un tremolor
Tement un truc a trenc d'alba
Què volen aquesta gent
Que truquen de matinada
Encara no ben despert
Ja sent viva la trucada
I es llança pel finestral
A l′asfalt d′una volada
Què volen aquesta gent
Que truquen de matinada
Els que truquen resten muts
Menys un d'ells, potser el que mana
Que s′inclina pel finestral
Darrere xiscla la mare
Què volen aquesta gent
Que truquen de matinada
De matinada han trucat
La llei una hora assenyala
Ara l'estudiant és mort
És mort d′un truc a trenc d'alba
Què volen aquesta gent
Que truquen de matinada

What Do These People Want?

They rang the bell at dawn
They're standing on the landing of the stairs
Mother goes to open the door
Wearing her dressing gown
What do these people want
Who ring the bell at dawn
Her son is not here
He's asleep in his room
What do they want with my son?
The son half wakes up
What do these people want
Who ring the bell at dawn
Mother knows very little
Of her son's hopes and dreams of becoming a student
How deeply committed he was
What do these people want
Who ring the bell at dawn
He's been speaking little for days
And waking up every night
He would start trembling
Fearing a call at daybreak
What do these people want
Who ring the bell at dawn
Still not fully awake
He already feels the call coming
And throws himself out the casement window
In one fell swoop onto the asphalt
What do these people want
Who ring the bell at dawn
The ones who rang the bell remain silent
Except for one of them, perhaps the one in charge
Who leans over the window
Behind him, mother cries out
What do these people want
Who ring the bell at dawn
They rang the bell at dawn
The law will establish an hour
Now the student is dead
He's dead from a call at daybreak
What do these people want
Who ring the bell at dawn