Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Agost, artist - Love Of Lesbian.
Date of issue: 10.11.2014
Song language: Catalan
Agost(original) |
Descamisat Sisquet fa tard |
Diu adéu a la colla |
L’han vacunat contra l’asfalt |
En un poblet de costa |
On d’amagat l’espera |
Darrera de l’església |
Mig tremolós |
Aquell petó |
Que tindrà gust a sal de mar i a nit |
Plena d’estrelles |
Un pel suat Cesc s’ha llevat |
De fer la migdiada |
Mentre al costat la dona va |
Desant rasclets i pales |
I mirant com la nena |
Rebossada d’arena |
Dorm al sofà |
Pensa que mai |
Tindrà millor moment per anar a buscar |
La parelleta |
Que arribi l’agost |
Feixuc i mandrós |
Que ens fa recordar |
La bellesa del temps que passa a poc a poc |
Des del cafè el senyor Francesc |
Mira la gent com tomba |
Fent el tallat on fa tants anys |
Te un reservat a l’ombra |
I quan la dona arriba |
Li acosta la cadira |
Del seu costat |
I li estreny la ma |
Pensant que el mar és com la vida |
Que no atura el ritme mai |
Que arribi l’agost |
Vital i enganxós |
Per treure’ns les presses |
I recuperar la tendresa del mon |
Que arribi l’agost |
Feixuc i mandrós |
Que ens fa recordar |
La bellesa del temps que passa a poc a poc |
(translation) |
Sisquet shirtless late |
Say goodbye to the gang |
He was vaccinated against asphalt |
In a coastal village |
Where he is secretly waiting |
Behind the church |
Half trembling |
That kiss |
It will taste like sea salt and night |
Full of stars |
One by the sweaty Cesc got up |
To take a nap |
While next to the woman goes |
Saving rakes and shovels |
And looking like the girl |
Sand overflow |
Sleep on the couch |
Think never |
You will have a better time to go looking |
The couple |
Arriving in August |
Heavy and lazy |
Which reminds us |
The beauty of time passing slowly |
From the cafe Mr. Francesc |
Look at people as graves |
Making the cut where so many years ago |
You have one reserved in the shade |
And when the woman arrives |
The chair approaches him |
On his side |
And he shook her hand |
Thinking that the sea is like life |
That never stops the pace |
Arriving in August |
Vital and catchy |
To get us in a hurry |
And regain the tenderness of the world |
Arriving in August |
Heavy and lazy |
Which reminds us |
The beauty of time passing slowly |