Текст и перевод песни Roger Mas - Preludi

Preludi

Un dia somií que era una abella
I, papallonejant per l'hort del cel
Anava d'una estrella a una altra estrella
A volves d'or collint la dolça mel

Anava del clavell a la vidalba
De l'herba de la creu als romanins
Il·luminats per la claror de l'alba
Que no han vista jamai nostres matins

Ací em somreia una gentil poncella
Que, esbadellant-se, es convertia en flor
En flor del paradís, sempre novella
Que feia cada dia nova olor

D'un misteri volava a altre misteri
D'una amor robadora a un altra amor
Com un pit se m'obria l'hemisferi
Deixant-me beure en lo diví tresor

Vola que vola de la rosa al lliri
De flor en flor seguia jo el verger
Del nèctar regalat fent lo captiri
Entre càntics i música i plaer

Fer-ne volia una rosada bresca
Per dir "Preneu-ne" a mos amics del món
"Preneu-ne un rajolí, d'eixa mel fresca
De l'alt verger on mes delícies són"

Mes ai, mes ai! Quan a plaer brescava
Caigut sobre la terra em despertí

I, en comptes de la bresca que us baixava
Sols trobo les cançons que veus aquí
I, en comptes de la bresca que us baixava
Sols trobo les cançons que veus aquí
Que veus aquí

Prelude

One day I dreamt that I was a bee
And, fluttering through the garden of the sky
I went from one star to another star
Gathering the sweet honey in golden circles

I went from the carnation to the whitethorn
From the herb of the cross to the rosemary
Illuminated by the clarity of dawn
That our mornings have never seen

A gentle maiden smiled at me here
Who, unraveling herself, turned into a flower
Into a flower of paradise, always new
That made a new smell every day

From one mystery I flew to another mystery
From one robbing love to another love
Like a breast, the hemisphere opened up to me
Letting me drink in the divine treasure

Flying from rose to lily
From flower to flower, I followed the orchard
Of the nectar given, making the capture
Amidst songs and music and pleasure

I wanted to make a rosy honeycomb
To say "Take some" to my friends of the world
"Take a little, of this fresh honey
From the high orchard where the most delights are"

But alas, alas! When I was making honeycomb with pleasure
I fell upon the earth and woke up

And, instead of the honeycomb that I was bringing you
I only find the songs that you see here
And, instead of the honeycomb that I was bringing you
I only find the songs that you see here
That you see here