La Primera - Joan Manuel Serrat

Francament

M’hagués agradat molt més

Que hagués estat primavera

I que la primera

Fóra aquella nina rossa

Prima i pigarda

Que cada tarda

Pujava amb mi al tramvia

Quan el jorn s’endormia

Francament

M’hagués agradat molt més

Que el teu cos fart

De deu duros i el llit a part

Però això va com va

I en aquell temps no em van deixar triar

I no em sap greu

Ni em fa vergonya

Que fos en la teva pica

El meu bateig d’estimar

Vares ser honrada i sincera

I la primera

De segona mà

Però, francament

M’hagués agradat molt més

Que aquell catre, una pallera

On la primera

S’hagués deixat dur amb vergonya

Entre mentides

I un xic de «conya»

I anar fent, sense pressa

Regalimant tendresa

Francament

M’hagués agradat molt més

Que fer d’aprenent

Quan a la porta espera una altra gent

Sentint l’olor

D’un altre que va jeure abans que jo

I no em sap greu

Ni em fa vergonya

Ets part de la meva història

I per això et puc dibuixar

Desitjant baixar bandera

Ai, la primera

De segona mà

Francament

M’hagués agradat molt més

Que hagués estat primavera

I fos la primera

La continuació d’aquelles

Històries verdes

Romanços tendres

Que el germà gran mentia

Assegut a la voravia

Francament

M’hagués agradat molt més

Benevolent

Li agraden verges a l’adolescent

Però, com vostè

Es menja el que troba pel carrer

Francamente

Me hubiera gustado mucho más

Que hubiera sido primavera y

Que la primera

Sería aquella muñeca rubia

Delgada y pigarda que

Cada tarde subía conmigo en el tranvía

Cuando el día se

Endormia

Francamente

Me hubiera gustado mucho más

Que tu cuerpo harto de diez

Duros y la cama aparte

Pero eso va como vano y

En aquel tiempo no me

Dejaron escoger y

No me sabe mal ni me da vergüenza

Que estuviera en

La tuya pica mi bautizo de amar

Vas ser honrada y sincera

Y la primera de segunda mano

Sin embargo

Francamente me hubiera

Gustado mucho más que aquel catre

Una pallera donde la primera

Se hubiera dejado duro con vergüenza

Entre mentiras y uno pequeño de «cachondeo»

E ir haciendo, sin prisa

Chorreando ternura

Francamente

Me hubiera gustado mucho más

Que hacer de aprendiz cuándo

En

La puerta espera a otra gente

Sintiendo el olor de otro que

Se tumbó antes que yo

Y no me sabe mal ni me da vergüenza

Eres parte de mi historia y

Por eso te puedo dibujar deseando bajar

Bandera

Ay, la primera de segunda mano

Francamente

Me hubiera gustado mucho más

Que hubiera sido primavera y

Fuera la primera la continuación

De aquellas historias verdes, romances

Tiernos, que el hermano mayor

Mentía sentado en la acera

Francamente

Me hubiera gustado mucho más

Al benevolente le gustan vírgenes

Al adolescente, pero, como Usted, se come

Lo que encuentra por la calle

Frankly

I wish I could have liked it better

That it would have been spring

And that first

It was that blonde doll

First and foremost

That every afternoon

I was getting on the tram with me

When the day fell asleep

Frankly

I wish I could have liked it better

That your body is full

Ten duros and a separate bed

But that's how it goes

And at that time I was not allowed to choose

And I'm not sorry

I'm not ashamed

Let it be in your sink

My baptism of love

You will be honest and sincere

And the first

Second hand

But, frankly

I wish I could have liked it better

That cot, a barn

Where the first

She would have been embarrassed

Between lies

And a little "pussy"

And go do it, no hurry

Sweetening tenderness

Frankly

I wish I could have liked it better

What to do as a learner

When other people are waiting at the door

Smelling it

Another one that lay before me

And I'm not sorry

I'm not ashamed

You are part of my story

And that's why I can draw you

Wishing to lower flag

Alas, the first

Second hand

Frankly

I wish I could have liked it better

That it would have been spring

And be the first

The continuation of those

Green stories

Tender romances

That big brother was lying

Sitting on the sidewalk

Frankly

I wish I could have liked it better

Benevolent

Teenager likes virgins

But like you

You eat what you find on the street

Frankly

I would have liked much more

That would have been spring and

That first

It would be that blonde doll

Thin and slutty that

Every afternoon I got on the tram with me

When the day is over

He fell asleep

Frankly

I would have liked much more

That your body is full of ten

Hard and the bed apart

But that goes in vain and

At that time I did not

They let choose and

I don't feel bad or ashamed

That was in

Yours itches my baptism of love

You will be honest and sincere

And the first second hand

However

Frankly I would have

Tasted much better than that cot

A quarry where the first

He would have been embarrassed

Between lies and a little "bullshit"

And go do it, without haste

Dripping with tenderness

Frankly

I would have liked much more

What to do as an apprentice when

In

The door is waiting for other people

Feeling the smell of another that

He lay down before me

And I don't feel bad or ashamed

You are part of my story and

That's why I can draw you wanting to go down

Flag

Alas, the first second hand

Frankly

I would have liked much more

That would have been spring and

It was the first sequel

Of those green stories, romances

Tender, that older brother

He was lying on the sidewalk

Frankly

I would have liked much more

The benevolent like virgins

The teenager, but, like you, eats

What you find on the street