Текст и перевод песни Kepa Junkera feat. Luar Na Lubre - O Pousa

O Pousa

Fun á taberna do meu compadre,
Fun polo vento e vin polo aire
é como cousa de encantamento
Fun polo aire e vin polo vento.

E pousa, pousa, pousa,
E non me toques naquela cousa
E pousa, pousa axiña,
E non me toques naquela cousiña.

Murmuraban as miñas veciñas
Que eu andaba co crego nas viñas
Eso é verdá, eu non o nego,
Que eu andiven a loitas co crego.

The Landing

I'm in the bar of my mate,
I came by the wind on a breeze so great,
it's like something out of a spell
I came by the breeze and I landed so well.

And it lands, lands, lands,
And you can't touch that thing
And it lands, lands quick
And you can't touch that little thing.

My neighbors were whispering
That I was walking with the priest in the vineyards
It's true, I won't deny it,
That I was fighting with the priest.