Текст и перевод песни Mishima - D'un costat del carrer - Demo

D'un costat del carrer - Demo

D'un costat del carrer
M'arriba el ressò llunyà
Del clac-clac d'uns tacons
Deu ser la que sense aturar-se
Amb la mà es posa una cinta per
Recollir-se els cabells
I en girar la cantonada
Qui sap si per sempre desapareix.
El carrer queda buit un instant
I unes fulles al vent
Prenen el relleu
De la meva atenció endormiscada
Que no sap valorar
La gravetat del moment
I em sorprèn un escombriaire
Que passa l'escombra just
Per on ella havia marxat.

I sóc només jo
Qui de tots els balcons
Ha vist la Flora marxar.
Algú que no veig però que sento
Ha pujat la persiana
Del seu establiment
I una brisa gelada
Em recorda que encara
Vaig en calçotets.
No cal que us digui
Que si algú em veu així
Descobreix tot l'engany.
Torno cap a dins a la cuina
Que amb una mica de sort
Ja serà llest el cafè.
Em fico a la dutxa
Cagant-me en tothom
I en la merda de vida que tinc
I en les coses que encara,
No sé per què, però crec
Que hauria de fer.

I sóc només jo
Qui de tots els balcons
Ha vist la Flora marxar.
Em vesteixo en silenci
I a les fosques per tal d'evitar
Que es desperti el nen,
Vaig a veure'l com dorm
En què deu somiar
I si pogués ser com ell
Finalment el beso com si fos
Aquest últim petó que mai
He de fer.

Agafo la bossa el mòbil
¿I el cony d'ulleres
On les vaig deixar?
Miro a la tele, a l'estudi,
A la cuina, al bany
I a l'habitació,
I quan per fi la desperto
Li dic "Flora, perdona, que vaig a
La feina..." i li vaig un petó.
I sóc només jo
Qui de tots els balcons
Ha vist la Flora marxar.

From One Side of the Street - Demo

From one side of the street
The distant echo reaches me
Of the clack-clack of heels
It must be the one who, without stopping
With her hand places a ribbon to
Tidy her hair
And turning the corner
Who knows if forever disappears.
The street is empty for a moment
And some leaves in the wind
Take over
Of my sleepy attention
That does not know how to value
The gravity of the moment
And a street sweeper surprises me
Who just sweeps the broom
Where she had left.

And it's only me
Who of all the balconies
Has seen Flora leave.
Someone I don't see but I hear
Has raised the blind
Of his establishment
And a cold breeze
Reminds me that I'm still
In my underwear.
Need I tell you
That if someone sees me like this
Discovers all the deception.
I go back to the kitchen
Which with a little luck
The coffee will already be ready.
I get in the shower
Shitting on everyone
And on the shitty life I have
And on the things that still,
I don't know why, but I think
I should do.

And it's only me
Who of all the balconies
Has seen Flora leave.
I get dressed in silence
And in the dark in order to avoid
Waking the child,
I go see him sleep
About what he must dream
And if I could be like him
I finally kiss him as if it were
This last kiss that I never
Have to give.

I take the bag the cell phone
And the fucking glasses
Where did I leave them?
I look at the TV, in the studio,
In the kitchen, in the bathroom
And in the room,
And when I finally wake her up
I tell her "Flora, forgive me, I'm going to
The job..." and I give her a kiss.
And it's only me
Who of all the balconies
Has seen Flora leave.