Lyrics of Respon-me - Lluís Llach

Respon-me (original)

Amic que tants de cops em parles,
aquí assegut,
ulls abatuts,
mai no has sabut
dir-me allò just
del nostre absurd.
I avui que tinc el cos ple d'ànsia,
la meva sang,
les meves mans,
els meus afanys,
aquest pocs anys
m’estan cridant.
Qui va vèncer?
Qui dels ferros forjats per les bombes
va fer un poble nou?
Qui va vèncer?
Qui damunt de tants cossos aixafats
va aixecar aquella casa per a tothom?
Qui va vèncer?
Qui del llit s’aixeca amb el dret d’anar
pel carrer sense sentir por?
Pots dir-m'ho tu?
Pots dir-m'ho tu?
Saps que ningú.
Tots hem perdut,
tots som vençuts.
I amic, renegaràs amb força
d’aquesta nit,
de qui som fills,
d’aquest destí,
del nostre ahir
que ens ha traït.
Però, amic, més que buscar respostes,
cal adreçar
el foc, la llar,
hem de guanyar
tots aquests anys
que estan cridant:
Qui va vèncer…

(translation)

Dude, you talk to me so many times,
sitting here
downcast eyes,
you never knew
tell me the right thing
of our absurdity.
And today my body is full of anxiety,
my blood
my hands
my desires
this few years
they're calling me.
Who won?
Who of the irons forged by the bombs
made a new village?
Who won?
Who on so many crushed bodies
did he build that house for everyone?
Who won?
Who gets out of bed with the right to go
down the street without feeling scared?
Can you tell me?
Can you tell me?
You know no one.
We all lost
we are all defeated.
And friend, you will strongly deny it
tonight
of whom we are children,
of this destination,
of our yesterday
who has betrayed us.
But, friend, rather than looking for answers,
needs to be addressed
fire, home,
we have to win
all these years
who are shouting:
Who won