Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song País petit, artist - Lluís Llach.
Date of issue: 08.09.2005
Song language: Catalan
País petit(original) |
El meu país és tan petit |
que quan el sol se’n va a dormir |
mai no està prou segur d’haver-lo vist. |
Diuen les velles sàvies |
que és per això que torna. |
Potser sí que exageren, |
tant se val! |
és així com m’agrada a mi |
i no en sabria dir res més. |
Canto i sempre em sabré |
malalt d’amor pel meu país. |
El meu país és tan petit |
que des de dalt d’un campanar |
sempre es pot veure el campanar veí. |
Diuen que els poblets tenen poc, |
tenen por de sentir-se sols, |
tenen por de ser massa grans, |
i no sabria dir res més. |
Canto i sempre em sabré |
malalt d’amor pel meu país. |
El meu país és tan petit |
que sempre cap dintre del cor |
si és que la vida et porta lluny d’aquí |
i ens fem contrabandistes, |
mentre no descobreixin |
detectors pels secrets del cor. |
I és així, és així com m’agrada a mi |
i no en sabria dir res més. |
Canto i sempre em sabré |
malalt d’amor pel meu país. |
El meu país és tan petit |
que quan el sol se’n va a adormir |
mai no està prou segur d’haver-lo vist. |
(translation) |
My country is so small |
that when the sun goes to sleep |
you're never sure you've seen it. |
The old sages say |
which is why he returns. |
Maybe they're exaggerating, |
it does not matter! |
that's how i like it |
and I couldn't say anything more. |
I will always know how to sing |
sick of love for my country. |
My country is so small |
than from the top of a bell tower |
you can always see the neighboring bell tower. |
They say that the villages have little, |
they are afraid to feel alone, |
they are afraid of being too big, |
and I couldn't say anything else. |
I will always know how to sing |
sick of love for my country. |
My country is so small |
that always fits inside the heart |
if life takes you away from here |
and we become smugglers, |
until they find out |
detectors for the secrets of the heart. |
And that's exactly how I like it |
and I couldn't say anything more. |
I will always know how to sing |
sick of love for my country. |
My country is so small |
that when the sun goes down |
you're never sure you've seen it. |