Longui Nº 13 - Bunbury

Traint l’error d’un fals acord

Un llampec mut t’enlluernarà

És noble i bo

I a pit creuat, resseguint traus

Comptant retalls el tall se’n fot

El tall se’n fot

Larilara, lara, larilara, lara

Larilara, lara, larilara

Detalls fidels, uns trucs sincers

Prou calcaran gracies per ser prou bons

Per ser prou bons

Un riure esquiu, somrís mesquí

El temps es creua, no sap comptar

Comptar comptar

Larilara, lara, larilara

Larilara, lara, larilara

Hi haurà un cuc, amb cent peus

Llimac dit a cops llimoc

I es creu coix, i es fa el longui

Sempre es el longui

Amb la sort, sort dels anys

Es treu la son dels bergants

Amb la sort, sort dels anys

Es treu, es treu

Treating the mistake of a false agreement

A dumb flash will dazzle you

He is noble and good

And cross-legged, tracing eyelashes

Counting the cuts will cut it

The cut is off

Larilara, lara, larilara, lara

Larilara, lara, larilara

Faithful details, some sincere tricks

Thank you for being good enough

To be good enough

An elusive laugh, a petty smile

Time crosses, he doesn't know how to count

Count count

Larilara, lara, larilara

Larilara, lara, larilara

There will be a worm, with a hundred feet

Slug finger slammed slug

And he thinks he's lame, and he's long

It is always the longui

With luck, luck of the years

The sleep of the brigands is taken away

With luck, luck of the years

It takes off, it takes off