Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song L'hivern Per a Les Muses , by - Foscor. Song from the album Groans to the Guilty, in the genre Release date: 30.07.2014
Record label: Orchard
Song language: Catalan
L'hivern Per a Les Muses(original) |
| S’obren portes, es trenquen vides enlacades |
| Senten por d’esser estimades |
| Ombres sense, aquella negra flama d'ànsia |
| Que vers el temps es torna gràcia |
| El pes del fum recau en mi… |
| Al llarg de tardes buides on les fulles xiuxiuejen |
| El seu cos nu d’aspre sentir… |
| És musa per la rauxa, un fred roent que el seny rebaixa |
| I son… |
| Buida’t jove, pren la corba dolca |
| Pren-me tendre, fruir el dolor no és massa |
| Xiscla, gemega, la carn si és freda |
| Mostra la resta, és l’hivern que el goig reclama |
| Forcant l’esclat de joia |
| És la forma de mirar-me que em gela |
| Sencera la musa em cerca |
| Blancs paissatges que dominen el sexe |
| Quan s’esboca la mort |
| (translation) |
| Doors open, broken lives are broken |
| They are afraid of being loved |
| Shadows without, that black flame of longing |
| That over time it becomes funny |
| The weight of the smoke falls on me… |
| Throughout empty afternoons where the leaves whisper |
| Her naked body is hard to feel… |
| She is a muse for the rage, a red-hot cold that sanity lowers |
| I am |
| Empty young man, take the sweet curve |
| Take me tender, enjoy the pain is not too much |
| Scream, moan, meat if it's cold |
| Show the rest, it's the winter that joy demands |
| Forcing a burst of joy |
| It’s the way I look that freezes me |
| The whole muse is looking for me |
| White landscapes that dominate sex |
| When death strikes |