Translation of the song lyrics Biziraun - Berri Txarrak

Biziraun (original)

Ezagutzen ez dudan herri batean
Bapatean, ixilean bezala agertu naiz
Kafetegi barrura sartu, lekua hartu
Eta nire ingurura begiratzen jarri naiz
Bikote bat muxuka mundua desafiatzen
Bizitza xurgatzen
Muxuz-muxu maitasuna puzten
Ez dute besteentzako lekurik apenas uzten
Telebistari begira jarri naiz, naiz, naiz…
Nahiz eta albisteek, berri guztiek
Berri gehienek
Hortzak erakusten dioten zorionari
Zorion apurrari
Sanzek ezetz, ezetz euskarari
Hiru palestinar zulora, real madrilek gola
Arma tiro pum, atxilotu lotuak edonun
Eta galdetzen dut zer ote den hau
Bizi ala iraun, bizi ala iraun
Biziraun zu barik
Noizean behin barregin
Bakoitzak bere ikarak
Gordetzen ditu berekin
Halakoak gara
Ezinegona, zulo sakona
Sentitzen dudana ez da batere ona
Batzutan, askotan, gehiegitan, oso maiz
Gaizki nabilela ohartzen naiz
Kamarero: kafe bat, hutsa ta doblea
Gaur ez dut ametsik egin nahi, nahi, nahi…
Nahikoa da, ez dut ilunegi azaldu gura
Altxa aingura eta bakarrik atera nahiko
Nuke kanpoko mundura
Baina kosta egiten zait
Kosta egiten zait, bai
Ta ez naiz ari
Ez naiz ari damu eta erruei buruz
Hainbat zauri irekirik ditut
Horixe da dena, barkatu
Behin idatzi zenuen elaberri hura
Nire poemengatik trukatu nahi nuke
Jakiteko behingoz ni sufritzen
Ari nintzen bitartean
Zu zertan ari zinen
Zertan ari ote zinen
Dirudizun bezain zoriontsu
Izan zaitezen opa dizut

Biziraun (translation)

In a town I don't know
Suddenly, I appeared silent
Go inside the cafe, take a seat
And I started looking around
A couple kissing challenges the world
Absorbing life
Kissing kisses inflates love
They barely leave room for others
I'm watching TV, I'm, I'm…
Even the news, all the news
Most news
To the happiness that teeth show
Congratulations
Sanz said no to Basque
Three Palestinian holes, real Madrid goal
Gun shoot pum, arrest tied anywhere
And I wonder what this is
Live or survive, live or survive
Survive without you
Laugh from time to time
Each with his own fears
He keeps them with him
We are like that
Uneasiness, deep hole
What I feel is not good at all
Sometimes, too often, too often, too often
I realize I'm wrong
Waiter: A coffee, empty and double
Today I don't want to dream, want, want…
Enough, I don't want to explain it too darkly
Raise the anchor and get it out quite alone
I would go to the outside world
But it costs me
It costs me, yes
And I'm not talking
I’m not talking about remorse and guilt
I have several open wounds
That's all, sorry
You once wrote that novel
I would like to exchange it for my poems
To know that I am suffering once and for all
While I was doing it
What were you doing?
What were you doing?
As happy as it sounds
I wish you well