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Molins
02:54
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- Molins -
Molins de vent
giren amb pausa a la mercè del vent
dels camps.
Jo faig moure el molí de la vellesa
ventant molt fort
des de la meva jovenesa
Quanta de força inútil.
Per més que faig, no obtinc
ni una almosta de farina.
Passa el gran vent i ja no el sento,
molí parat per sempre més als camps.
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Liebeslied
03:03
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- Liebeslied -
Soledat que m'envoltes, flotant,
una queixa en la nit deus sentir,
com estrella en silenci vetllant;
més que mai ara el cel és distant,
però un cor tan a prop, tan a prop!
No fugir del meu cor, no fugir
cap enfora en la nit va girant!
Potser el d'ella també canta així,
i té el meu tan a prop, tan a prop!
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- Fireworks will breath (煙花會綻放) -
Bao bei come here,
we can succeed,
the fireworks will breath,
The air of future,
your hands of light,
will dry the oceans
and time can stop its circle,
and clouds will disappear,
There is no dark in this new sky
deserts are over now,
so come.
Let it be mine,
let it be yours.
There are no countries,
there are no flags,
when it comes to deny
the aching ages,
the slowest speeds,
the cups we will fill with
dreams and silence
and music of belief
Show me your chords
so you can teach me
how your quite bird sings,
so come.
Let it be mine,
let it be yours.
So come
Both of us
know something that
each of us
could not know
before our love
comes.
Hey babe come here,
I'm strong enough
the fire works...
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Urban usine
02:41
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- Urban usine -
The place where I belong
is not for heroes
they're not enough brave
to build from the scratch
a bridge between the two souls sides,
hey mum, I know that you suffer
but you cannot cross with me,
legends are not useful here,
they are just too old to teach me politics,
just too old for me.
The iron machine smokes
is throwin' fire in my screen and all
my fantasy freedoms
dress up then with filter lips
and hey, you, I know you have plans
but they always forget about me,
why is it so?
Oh you're just too old to teach me anything,
just too old for me,
you're just too old to give me birth,
just too old for me
Stars are shinin' there
my heart is looking for them
over, over again,
And you say I don't mind,
you should follow my plans,
over, over again,
You're just too old to give me birth,
you ain't workin' no more in the urban usine,
you're just too old to give me birth,
just too old for me.
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Si de nit
03:31
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- Si de nit -
Si de nit les bruixes
em maten les roses,
en matí d’aloses
oloro maduixes,
i sol, d’aquí estant,
encenc el llevant,
apago la tarda;
el crit escarit
d’un ocell de nit
no em fa cap basarda,
tant em sento eixit.
Talment, ara, eixit
que intento fortuna
de fer un tot unit
amb sol, terra i lluna,
que d’aquest afany
que el meu cor altera
n’obtinc un alt guany:
ni vana quimera
ni condició
de mortal em lliga,
sinó sols amor.
Qui d’amor s’abriga
puja l’esglaó
que el deixa a l’artiga
del saber major.
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Cantem-nos a l'orella
02:58
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- Cantem-nos a l’orella -
Oh, la conversa! No la sents
com aire pur entre la set dels boscos
destinats a cremar? Quanta guspira
s’aixeca i giravolta!, les muntanyes
tremolen acostant-se, ja les bèsties
del foc són a l’aguait dintre les coves
ardents.
Vibració primera
de tota fulla, de tot branc, de tota
la terra entre tu i jo. Que ja l’abisme
ni els rius profunds no poden separar-nos.
Crit en el crit, cantem-nos a l’orella.
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L'Encanteri
03:00
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- L'Encanteri -
Quina xarxa finíssima separa
de tot, que ja no cal moure's d'aquí!
Quin guany de vida, un cop aconseguida
la llavor que germina i dóna al qui està sol
fruits intocables però que el sadollen!
Però restar a l'indret de l'encanteri
no m'és donat: no infringir mai les lleis
de l'ordre de la terra; a les palpentes
cal sempre anar vers una llum ignota,
sota les voltes de l'obscuritat.
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Nit de l'àngel
02:44
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- Nit de l'àngel -
He lluitat amb un àngel
d’inusitat ardor
-ell gran i fort, jo temerari-,
vingut a mi perquè participés
d’allò més alt que salva.
Tens com la nit, amb meravella
i espant, entre les seves
mans debatent-me, quin misteri
naixia en mi, que m’igualava
com a la nit, sobrepassant-me?
Quasi vençut, ell em cedia
part del seu foc, jo veia
l’escala de la llum,
per on els cants davallen
al solitari cor.
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Domini màgic
02:33
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- Domini màgic -
Despunten crits de fulles en els arbres,
esquinça un vol de grius el capaltard
i la muntanya, amb blau recolliment
crepuscular, porta a la falda humil
un davantal de blats encara tendres.
M'allunyo dels embruixos del ponent,
esvento les recances i les cendres
i de l'antiga troca tallo el fil.
Pasturen per la nit roques i cabres,
el riu encès es precipita al mar,
l'espai vermell s'omple de llamps com sabres;
domini màgic, regne sublunar.
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10. |
Summer Spell
02:32
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- Summer spell -
Come on honey,
wake up and let it go,
on the pavement
the light has written our song,
The teacher doubt
if their teachings are wrong,
the minster is lonsome,
is counting frogs in the park
The city wakes up,
the tired buildings too,
and all that we believe
is very far from parents speech,
it's a summer spell,
Yesterday you danced
like a duck in the dark,
the pillow sailed
'till it reached the waterfalls,
If I could
cast a spell on things
I wouldn't be
as happy as I am here
when the city wakes up
the tired buildings too
and all that we believe
it is not what's supposed to be right,
it's a summer spell,
So come on honey, wake up
let it go and rise again,
follow the summer spell.
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11. |
Sol
01:53
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- Sol -
Sol és qui no té ningú
que l’habiti, però tu,
ple de records de la vida,
no te’n facis el dejú,
que ets soledat compartida.
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Pere Vilanova
Pere Vilanova (Barcelona, 1988)
és un poeta i un cantautor. Canta en català, anglès i francès i les seves cançons
sempre busquen la vida interior de les coses.
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Pere Vilanova (Barcelona, 1988) is a poet and a songwriter. He sings in catalan, english and french and his songs are always looking for the inner life of things.
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