Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Les Estrelles, artist - Manel. Album song Per la bona gent, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 03.10.2019
Record label: Ceràmiques Guzmán
Song language: Catalan
Les Estrelles(original) |
No he volgut mai avorrir-vos |
(la veritat no és per cantar) |
Però, perdoneu-me, avui us porto |
El més cert que sé que hi ha |
Les estrelles venen, van |
Cremen ràpid o amb els anys |
I, com els últims raigs del sol, desapareixen |
De lluny es veu la glòria |
Però no serveix de molt si no es sap compartir |
Feu-me contenta uns minuts, escolteu una història |
De com es perd la gent |
Per uns aplaudiments |
Es juguen la salut, es venen les mares |
I un és coronat i un és destrossat i un desapareix en el combat |
Però molts han vist de tot! |
Passant la vida en sales buides i envelats de mala mort |
I tots tenen una història |
N’hi ha que esclaten joves |
Abans que el temps les posi a lloc |
Després arriba algú dient |
Que tot plegat és decadent |
Que ja li toca a una altra gent |
Però mai sabran el mal que fa |
Que el propi nom se’t faci estrany |
O els anys llargs oblidant-te del que saps molt bé: |
Que ets una ombra del passat per nostàlgics i tarats |
I busques solucions, vols ser valenta |
Potser dient-te |
Que mai vas veure els ulls |
Dels joves, decidits |
Que volien un autògraf |
O ficar-se't dins el llit |
I van ser molts que van venir |
Però no et vas creure mai que t’estimaven |
Mai |
N’hi ha que esclaten velles |
Potser eren de pell dura i han pogut seguir lluitant |
O potser no entenen bé què està passant |
Les estrelles venen, van |
Cremen ràpid, triguen anys |
I com els últims raigs del sol, desapareixen |
Escolteu una història |
Hi ha cossos que els altres volen mirar |
I es posen a l’aparador! |
Hi ha guitarristes excel·lents |
Crec que escoltant-los sabria morir |
Però tant se val |
Això no és el que he vingut a dir |
Jo vull explicar una història |
Perquè tots tenim històries |
La Janis Ian va explicar-la molt bé |
La Nina Simone va fer-ho millor encara! |
I les estrelles les segueixen esclatant |
I apagant-se en la cançó que mai acaba! |
I totes tenen una història! |
I totes tenen una història! |
I totes tenen una història! |
(translation) |
I never wanted to bore you |
(the truth is not to sing) |
But forgive me, I'm taking you today |
The most true I know there is |
The stars come and go |
They burn fast or over the years |
And, like the last rays of the sun, they disappear |
Glory can be seen from afar |
But it doesn't help much if you don't know how to share |
Make me happy for a few minutes, listen to a story |
Of how people get lost |
For some applause |
Health is at stake, mothers are being sold |
And one is crowned and one is shattered and one disappears into battle |
But many have seen it all! |
Spending his life in empty rooms and awnings of bad death |
And they all have a story |
Some of them are young |
Before time puts them in place |
Then someone comes and says |
That all this is decadent |
It's up to other people |
But they will never know how bad it is |
Strange for the name itself |
Or the long years forgetting what you know very well: |
That you are a shadow of the past for nostalgic and silly |
And you look for solutions, you want to be brave |
Maybe telling you |
That you never saw the eyes |
Of the young, determined |
They wanted an autograph |
Or get in bed |
And there were many who came |
But you never thought they would love you |
May |
Some are old |
Maybe they were tough-skinned and have been able to keep fighting |
Or maybe they just don't understand what's going on |
The stars come and go |
They burn fast, take years |
And like the last rays of the sun, they disappear |
Listen to a story |
There are bodies that others want to look at |
And they're in the window! |
There are great guitarists |
I think by listening to them I would know how to die |
But it's worth it |
That’s not what I came to say |
I want to tell a story |
Because we all have stories |
Janis Ian explained it very well |
Nina Simone made it even better! |
And the stars keep exploding |
And turning off the song that never ends! |
And they all have a story! |
And they all have a story! |
And they all have a story! |