Lyrics of Colpeja Fort - La Gossa Sorda

Colpeja Fort (original)

Un vell puja una senda
Del poble a la muntanya
I la senda dia a dia
Es fa més curta i mes amarga
Respira fort i torna cap a casa
Ja no queden raboses ni llops
Ni esclata-sangs ni margallons
Ni figueres de pala ni una trista sargantana
Un vell puja una senda
Del poble a la muntanya
I la senda dia a dia
Es fa més curta i més amarga
Respira fort i torna cap a casa
Ja no veu enamorats pels racons
Ni sibarites del cannabis tampoc
Ara estan fent hores extra
Per pagar-se la hipoteca
Ja fa temps que no plou
I els caragols ja no pasturen
I ara que hem de sobreviure
Som imprevisibles, colpeja fort!
Un vell puja una senda
Trencada i derruïda
I com més camina
Més renega de la vida
I blasfema i s’enrecorda de la guerra
Pels camins de pols
Xeringues i preguntes
Els barrancs es trequen
I els ullals desapareixen
I els marges ploren
Les pedres ploren
Tots els pous s’han farcit de sal
I els diners han canviat de mans
I els marges ploren
I el fills se’n van del ploble
Ho hem gastat tot en la sembra
I ara no podem regar
I ara que hem de sobreviure
Som imprevisibles, colpeja fort!
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
Garbell de temps
Parany a la memòria
El timó no brota
El desert s’acosta
Colpeja fort companya, colpeja!
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
I ara que hem de sobre viure
Som imprevisibles colpeja fort
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
Ens mantindrem fidels a aquest poble
Ens mantindrem sempre fidels al nostre poble
I ara que hem de sobre viure
Som imprevisibles colpeja fort

(translation)

An old man climbs a path
From the village to the mountains
And the path day by day
It gets shorter and more bitter
Breathe hard and return home
There are no foxes or wolves left
No bloodshed or palm trees
Neither shovel figs nor a sad lizard
An old man climbs a path
From the village to the mountains
And the path day by day
It gets shorter and more bitter
Breathe hard and return home
He no longer sees her in love in the corners
Not even cannabis snacks
They are now working overtime
To pay off the mortgage
It hasn't rained in a long time
And snails no longer graze
And now that we have to survive
We are unpredictable, it hits hard!
An old man climbs a path
Broken and demolished
And the more you walk
More renunciation of life
And he blasphemes and remembers the war
By the dusty roads
Syringes and questions
The ravines are cleared
And the fangs disappear
And the margins cry
The stones cry
All the wells have been filled with salt
And the money has changed hands
And the margins cry
And the children are leaving the village
We spent it all on planting
And now we can't water
And now that we have to survive
We are unpredictable, it hits hard!
We will remain faithful to this people
We will remain faithful to this people
We will remain faithful to this people
We will always remain faithful to our people
We will remain faithful to this people
We will always remain faithful to our people
We will remain faithful to this people
We will always remain faithful to our people
Garbell of time
Memory trap
The rudder does not sprout
The desert is approaching
Hit hard mate, hit!
We will remain faithful to this people
We will always remain faithful to our people
We will remain faithful to this people
We will always remain faithful to our people
And now we have to live on
We are unpredictable hits hard
We will remain faithful to this people
We will always remain faithful to our people
We will remain faithful to this people
We will always remain faithful to our people
And now we have to live on
We are unpredictable hits hard