Cançó de la Mort a L'alba (Cançons de la Roda del Temps) - Raimon

Petita barca

Damunt la mar

Corre fortuna

Llevantejant

Quan esdevinguis

Riu de negat

Per on sabries

Passar-lo a gual?

Pres que fugia

Del lent esguard

En cap sagrera

No té descans

Marquen vedrunes

La pobretat

D’aquest meu somni

De pluja al camp

Si para l’alta

Mola, podràs

Fixa sotana

Potser rodar?

Record de sàndal

Tan vellutat

Oh, l’allunyada

Neu d’unes mans!

Des de l’espera

De desvetllat

En més temença

D’hora foscant

Dama de l’alba

Em ve a cercar

small boat

Above the sea

luck runs

lifting up

When you become

He laughs in denial

How would you know

Pass it on?

I thought he was running away

Of the slow gaze

In no sacrera

He has no rest

They mark days

The poverty

Of this dream of mine

From rain in the field

Yes stop the discharge

Cool, you can

Fix cassock

Maybe roll?

Sandalwood note

So velvety

Oh, the distant one

Snow in a few hands!

From waiting

Of awakening

In more fear

In the dark

Lady of the dawn

He comes looking for me