Текст и перевод песни La Gossa Sorda - Colpeja Fort (Live)

Colpeja Fort (Live)

Un vell puja una senda
Del poble a la muntanya
I la senda dia a dia
Es fa més curta i més amarga
Respira fort i torna cap a casa

Ja no queden raboses ni llops
Ni esclata-sangs ni margallons
Ni figueres de pala ni una trista sargantana

Un vell puja una senda
Del poble a la muntanya
I la senda dia a dia
Es fa més curta i més amarga
Respira fort i torna cap a casa

Ja no veu enamorats pels racons
Ni sibarites del cànnabis tampoc
Ara estan fent hores extra
Per pagar-se la hipoteca

Ja fa temps que no plou
I els caragols ja no pasturen
I ara que hem de sobreviure
Som imprevisibles, colpeja fort

Colpeja fort, companya

Un vell puja una senda
Trencada i derruïda
I com més camina, més renega de la vida
I blasfema i se'n recorda de la guerra

Pels camins de pols, xeringues i preguntes
Els barrancs es trenquen i els ullals desapareixen
I els marges ploren, les pedres ploren

Tots els pous s'han farcit de sal
I els diners han canviat de mans
I els marges ploren i els fills se'n van del poble

Ho hem gastat tot en la sembra
I ara no podem regar
I ara que hem de sobreviure
Som imprevisibles
Colpeja fort

Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
I ara, directament des de Gandia, fidel al seu poble
Toni Sánchez, Zoo

Comença el dia, cinc del matí garba i cistella
Gorro de llana, el gos, carretilla i corbella
Tinc guietes a les palmes de les mans
Es riu quan veu aquella colla, parlant de guanyar-se el pa

I és pobre en una terra rica
No ha eixit el Sol de bon matí, la pluja mata el vi
Mamà, natura mana i no ha fet el que toca
Ell veu que ja no es pot fer res en tot el seu procés

La por beneïda, no acostes aquestes mans ací
Ni saps com sap un tomàquet ni en nom del veí
Molta riaseta parodiant el accent de poble
Molta riaseta fins que vingues i t'ho cobre

Hivern estrany, ni fruita fresca ni pagant
La cope empassa, la terra s'empassa el riu s'asseca
Canta el poeta i jo li entregaré un mes de cireres
Que porten com abril, cinc primaveres

Que tiren ETT'S intermediaris, que s'ompli el pantà que pugin els salaris
Que els especuladors que caiguen morts abonen els horts
Que al cole se'ns ensenyi amor i territori

Que fem liberalisme i més proximitat
Més qualitat que competència, de l'arbre a l'plat
Més comunia l'entorn, més escalfar el cap
Més escoltar els nostres iaios, terra i llibertat

Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem fidels al nostre poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble

Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble

I ara que hem de sobreviure
Som imprevisibles
Ai companya, colpeja fort

Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble

I ara que hem de sobreviure
Som imprevisibles
Colpeja fort

Colpeja fort, companya
Això és Zoo
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Strike Hard (Live)

An old man climbs a path
From the village to the mountain
And the path day by day
Gets shorter and more bitter
He breathes hard and returns home

There are no more foxes or wolves
Nor hoopoes nor goldfinches
Nor prickly pear trees nor a sad lizard

An old man climbs a path
From the village to the mountain
And the path day by day
Gets shorter and more bitter
He breathes hard and returns home

He no longer sees lovers in the corners
Nor cannabis connoisseurs either
Now they are working overtime
To pay their mortgage

It hasn't rained for a long time
And the snails no longer graze
And now that we have to survive
We are unpredictable, strike hard

Strike hard, companion

An old man climbs a path
Broken and demolished
And the more he walks, the more he curses life
And blasphemes and remembers the war

On the paths of dust, syringes and questions
The ravines break and the springs disappear
And the banks cry, the stones cry

All the wells have been filled with salt
And the money has changed hands
And the banks cry and the children leave the village

We have spent everything on the sowing
And now we cannot water
And now that we have to survive
We are unpredictable
Strike hard

We will remain faithful to this town
And now, directly from Gandia, faithful to his town
Toni Sánchez, Zoo

The day begins, five in the morning, sheaf and basket
Wool hat, the dog, wheelbarrow and basket
I have calluses on the palms of my hands
He laughs when he sees that gang, talking about earning a living

And he is poor in a rich land
The sun hasn't come out early, the rain kills the wine
Mama, nature rules and it hasn't done what it should
He sees that nothing can be done in the whole process

The blessed fear, don't put your hands here
You don't even know how a tomato tastes or the name of the neighbor
Lots of little laughs parodying the village accent
Lots of little laughs until you come and I charge you

Strange winter, no fresh fruit, not even paying
The cooperative swallows, the earth swallows the river dries up
The poet sings and I will give him a month of cherries
That carry like April, five springs

Let them throw away temporary work agencies, let the swamp fill up, let wages rise
Let the speculators fall dead and fertilize the gardens
Let us be taught love and territory in school

Let's do liberalism and more proximity
More quality than competition, from the tree to the plate
More community around, more brainstorming
More listening to our grandparents, land and freedom

We will remain faithful to this town
We will remain faithful to our town
We will remain faithful to this town
We will always remain faithful to our town
We will remain faithful to this town

We will remain faithful to this town
We will always remain faithful to our town
We will remain faithful to this town
We will always remain faithful to our town

And now that we have to survive
We are unpredictable
Oh companion, strike hard

We will remain faithful to this town
We will always remain faithful to our town
We will remain faithful to this town
We will always remain faithful to our town

And now that we have to survive
We are unpredictable
Strike hard

Strike hard, companion
This is Zoo
Thank you very much