On és Lo Lloc On Ma Pensa Repose, Vol. 3 - Ausiàs March - Raimon

On és lo lloc, on ma pensa repose?

On serà, on, que mon voler contente?

Ab escandall jo cerc tot fons e tente

E port no trob on aturar-me gose

Lo que dabans de tot vent me guardava

És envers mi cruel platja deserta;

Vagabund vaig la casa qui m'és certa;

Traball és gran en part on jo vagava

On és aquell delit, quan jo pensava

Esser amat de la qui m’entenia

Tot mon voler i el seu no em defenia

D’amar en tant com son poder bastava?

Oh folla amor, malament se arrisca

Qui per virtuts vol amar nulla dona:

Sa calitat i el lloc la fan ser bona

Car, en raó, ¿qual serà la que hi visca?

Ja res del món dolor no em pot defendre

Perdut és ja tot lo goig de mon viure

A mes amics de tristor puc escriure

No em basta temps a poder-me'n reprendre

Oh folla amor, malament se arrisca

Qui per virtuts vol amar nulla dona:

Sa calitat i el lloc la fan ser bona

Car, en raó, ¿qual serà la que hi visca?

On és lo lloc, on ma pensa repose?

On serà, on, que mon voler contente?

Ab escandall jo cerc tot fons e tempte

E port no trop on aturar-me gose

Where is the place, where my mind rests?

Where will it be, where, that I want to be happy?

With scandal I search all the bottom and try

And I can't find where to stop I dare

What you gave me from every wind saved me

It is towards me cruel deserted beach;

Wanderer I go home who is true to me;

Work is great in the part where I wandered

Where is that delight, when I thought

To be loved by the one who understood me

Everything I wanted and his did not defend me

Was it enough to love as much as you can?

Oh fuck love, bad risk

Who by virtue wants to love no woman:

Its quality and location make it good

Because, really, who will be the one who lives there?

Nothing in the pain world can defend me

Lost is all the joy of living

To my sad friends I can write

I don't have enough time to recover

Oh fuck love, bad risk

Who by virtue wants to love no woman:

Its quality and location make it good

Because, really, who will be the one who lives there?

Where is the place, where my mind rests?

Where will it be, where, that I want to be happy?

Ab scandal I search all depth and temp

And I can't find a place to stop