Lyrics of Pa Amb Oli I Sal - Jan, Solo, Blaumut

Pa Amb Oli I Sal - Jan, Solo, Blaumut
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Date of issue: 21.04.2013
Song language: Catalan

Pa Amb Oli I Sal

(original)
Fes una foto del terrat
Que des d’aquí es pot veure Mart
La roba estesa, el meu agost
Un camp d’espigues i cargols
Esperarem que passi el fred
I sota l’arbre parlarem de tot
Un bioritme elemental
Un mar d’antenes i animals
Els astronautes volen baix
Els núvols passen com qui no diu res
Amb les butxaques a les mans
Caminarem els passos d’altres peus
Esmorzarem pa amb oli i sal
Ho vestirem amb unes copes de vi
Deixant de banda la ciutat
La tarda és llarga, i portser més, molt més, la nit
Un altre lloc, un altre temps
On parlarem amb altres déus
El meu secret subtitulat
Camins d’arròs, camins de blat
Esperarem que baixi el sol
I sota l’arbre parlarem del temps
Un bioritme elemental
Un tros de vida artificial
Els astronautes volen baix
Els núvols passen com qui no diu res
Amb les butxaques a les mans
Caminarem els passos d’altres peus
Esmorzarem pa amb oli i sal
Ho vestirem amb unes copes de vi
Deixant de banda la ciutat
La tarda és llarga, i portser més, molt més, la nit
(translation)
Take a picture of the roof
From here you can see Mars
The clothes stretched out, my August
A field of spikes and snails
We will wait for the cold to pass
And we'll talk about everything under the tree
An elementary biorhythm
A sea of ​​antennae and animals
Astronauts fly low
The clouds pass like one who says nothing
With pockets in his hands
We will walk the steps of other feet
We will have bread and oil and salt for breakfast
We will dress him up with a few glasses of wine
Leaving aside the city
The afternoon is long, and I carry more, much more, at night
Another place, another time
Where we will talk to other gods
My subtitled secret
Rice roads, wheat roads
We will wait for the sun to set
And we'll talk about the weather under the tree
An elementary biorhythm
A piece of artificial life
Astronauts fly low
The clouds pass like one who says nothing
With pockets in his hands
We will walk the steps of other feet
We will have bread and oil and salt for breakfast
We will dress him up with a few glasses of wine
Leaving aside the city
The afternoon is long, and I carry more, much more, at night
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