Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nits amb Txarango, artist - Txarango.
Date of issue: 11.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Catalan
Nits amb Txarango(original) |
He caigut a terra i m’he aixecat |
He caminat descalç quan cremava l’asfalt |
Hi ha onades que m’han tombat |
Ones que mai haurien pogut tocar-me |
He estat al lloc que no tocava |
I he perdut el tren, el temps |
M’han caigut els somnis de les mans |
El més vital entre les dents |
He après el millor de la gent |
He après de les fades |
Però, però tinc les butxaques foradades |
Que de vegades, eh, és a l’aigüera el més calent |
I el més sensat no és urgent |
Tu, que m’expliques que dóna del mar |
El duel contra l’embat vençut |
Deixa que plorin els teus ulls |
Tu sempre dius que s’atrauen |
Els bons desitjos i estan vius |
Cap ona mai més podria tocar-te |
No demanis perdó |
Que no som de goma i no reboten els cops |
Tu, que rius tant |
Que encomanes pau al teu voltant |
Perdona, deixa’t cuidar |
Perquè som els teus germans |
Recordo nits impressionants |
On cantàvem delícies al port |
De la ciutat que ens ha fet forts |
Recordo nits impressionants… |
Dins meu, crida |
Una veu rebel crida |
Dins meu, crida |
Obre la nit obre la mar |
Obreee, crida |
Una veu rebel crida |
Dins meu, crida |
És la rialla |
La casa de tots |
On va néixer un somni dolç |
Un clown, un equilibrista del son |
Un mindamú de batalla |
Que balla les danses del circ |
El nostre elixir, és on volem anar |
A la festa de disfresses |
A la lluna Clownia, amb tu |
Amb tu que rius tant |
Que fas màgia a cada instant |
A cada plaça de la ciutat, del mar |
Nostre llar, nostre far, nostre foc |
Que poc a poc valent calent s’encén |
Quan la gràcia i la desgràcia |
Es donaven la mà |
Llàstima, llàstima |
Però recordeu germans |
Que la vida regala |
Una bicicleta a qui pedalalalalaaaa |
Dins meu, crida |
I una veu rebel crida |
Dins meu, crida |
Obre la nit obre la mar |
Obre, crida |
Una veu rebel crida |
Dins meu, crida |
Obre els seus bells carrers |
Obre les valls |
Sobre els meus ulls menuts |
Obre els encants |
Obre la seva nit sobre la mar |
Obre una veu rebel que crida |
Obre un basar de revetlla |
Obre les mans |
Obre els teus ulls, l’asil, obre el ramal |
Obre la seva nit sobre la mar |
Obre una veu rebel que crida |
Obre-la, obre-la, obre-la, obre-la obre-la |
Una veu rebel que crida |
Obre-la, obre-la, obre-la, obre-la, obre-la |
Obre la nit, obre la mar |
Obre-la, obre-la, obre-la, obre-la obre-la |
Una veu rebel que crida |
Obre-la, obre-la, obre-la, obre-la, obre-la |
Obre-laaaa |
Dins meu, crida |
I una veu rebel crida |
Dins meu, crida |
Obre la nit obre la mar |
Obreee, crida |
Una veu rebel crida |
Dins meu, crida, cridaaaa, hu! |
Vull la nostra cançó |
Vull la nostra cançó |
Vull la nostra cançó |
(translation) |
I fell to the ground and got up |
I walked barefoot when the asphalt burned |
There are waves crashing on me |
Waves that could never have touched me |
I’ve been to the place I didn’t touch |
And I missed the train, the time |
Dreams have fallen out of my hands |
The most vital between the teeth |
I’ve learned the best from people |
I learned from fairies |
But, but I have holes in my pockets |
Which, of course, made the video an overnight sensation |
And the most sensible thing is not urgent |
You tell me about the sea |
The duel against the defeated defeat |
Let your eyes cry |
You always say they're attracted to you |
Good wishes and they are alive |
No wave could ever touch you again |
Don't apologize |
That we are not rubber and do not bounce the blows |
You, who laugh so much |
That you entrust peace around you |
Sorry, be careful |
Because we are your brothers |
I remember awesome nights |
Where we sang delights in the harbor |
From the city that has made us strong |
I remember awesome nights… |
Inside me, he shouts |
A rebellious voice shouts |
Inside me, he shouts |
Open the night open the sea |
Obey, shout |
A rebellious voice shouts |
Inside me, he shouts |
It's laughter |
Everyone's house |
Where a sweet dream was born |
A clown, a sleep balancer |
A battle mind |
That dances the dances of the circus |
Our elixir is where we want to go |
At the costume party |
On the moon Clownia, with you |
With you who laugh so much |
That you do magic at every moment |
In every square of the city, by the sea |
Our home, our lighthouse, our fire |
Little by little, the heat is on |
When grace and misfortune |
They shook hands |
Too bad, too bad |
But remember brothers |
That life gives away |
A bicycle to pedalalalalaaaa |
Inside me, he shouts |
And a rebellious voice shouts |
Inside me, he shouts |
Open the night open the sea |
Open, shout |
A rebellious voice shouts |
Inside me, he shouts |
It opens its beautiful streets |
Open the valleys |
About my little eyes |
Open the charms |
He opens his night on the sea |
He opens a rebellious voice that shouts |
Open a party bazaar |
Open your hands |
Open your eyes, the asylum, open the branch |
He opens his night on the sea |
He opens a rebellious voice that shouts |
Open it, open it, open it, open it open it |
A rebellious voice that shouts |
Open it, open it, open it, open it, open it |
Open the night, open the sea |
Open it, open it, open it, open it open it |
A rebellious voice that shouts |
Open it, open it, open it, open it, open it |
Open-laaaa |
Inside me, he shouts |
And a rebellious voice shouts |
Inside me, he shouts |
Open the night open the sea |
Obey, shout |
A rebellious voice shouts |
Inside me, shout, shout, huh! |
I want our song |
I want our song |
I want our song |