piątek, 18 lutego 2011

♫ Lluis Llach - L'Estaca

Grandpa Siset spoke with me
early in the morning, in the frontdoor
while we were wainting for the sun
and we saw passing the cars(*)

Siset : don't you see the stake
where we all are tied?
If we cannot undo it
we won't be able to walk!

If we all pull it, it will fall
and it can't last much time,
surely it falls, falls, falls,
it must be worm-eaten by now.

If i pull hard towards here,
and you pull it towards there,
i'm sure it falls, falls, falls,
and we'll be able to be free!

But it's been a long time, now!
My hands are peeling!
And when my force goes
it's wider and bigger.

Yes I know it's rotten,
but you know, Siset, it's so heavy,
sometimes force forgets me.
Say me again your singing:

If we all pull it, it will fall
and it can't last much time,
surely it falls, falls, falls,
it must be worm-eatn by now.

If i pull hard towards here,
and you pull it towards there,
i'm sure it falls, falls, falls,
and we'll be able to be free!

Grandpa Siset doesn't speak anymore
bad wind who took him away
he, who knows where,
and me, here under the door

and when new boys pass by
i strech my neck to sing
Siset's last singing
the last thing he taught me

If we all pull it, it will fall
and it can't last much time,
surely it falls, falls, falls,
it must be worm-eatn by now.

If i pull hard towards here,
and you pull it towards there,
i'm sure it falls, falls, falls,
and we'll be able to be free!