Tocats de L'Ala - Kovitch

Tocats de l’ala

Aixecant el vol.

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POOR TRÀMIT

Mai és tard si la intenció és bona

Únicament pel plaer de compartir una estona

Estem sota el sol abrasador cremant les soles

Avisa’m per les bones noves

Com peix a l’aigua, com bèsties lliures campant

Com parlant de riure

Contemplant-me viure, observant

Perdent-ho tot menys la vibra

Anar al gra, Underground first class, obrint pas

Creant vincles, nous pilar

Escup allò que et té mosca i després disculpa’t

Qui fa el perdó no té culpa

És Poor Tra, portant un pla salvatge

Buscant el rumb, prou lluny

It’s catch ya!

Escric música en ratxes, bones i dolentes

Trobo el to en lentes, ho visc mentres

Et centres en pensar que no ho perdràs mai

Però no em fa ombra un bonsai

Is like this, like that

A la plaça gaudint sol d’un gelat

Si deien «guarap» deiem: «Nano que passa?»

«Fly me to the moon» com la NASA

Posa-ho ben amunt com espases

Wake me up

Abans d’anar-te'n i cremar la casa

Wing headdresses

Taking the flight

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POOR PROCEDURE

It's never too late if the intention is good

Just for the pleasure of sharing a moment

We are under the scorching sun burning the soles

Let me know about the good news

Like fish in water, like free animals camping

Like talking about laughing

Contemplating living, observing

Losing everything but the vibe

Go to the grain, Underground first class, making way

Creating links, new pillar

Spit out what's bothering you and then apologize

He who forgives is not guilty

It's Poor Tra, carrying a wild plan

Looking for direction, far enough

It's catch ya!

I write music in spurts, good and bad

I find the tone in slow motion, I live it while

You focus on thinking that you will never lose it

But I'm not overshadowed by a bonsai

Is like this, like that

In the square enjoying an ice cream alone

If they said "guarap" we said: "Nano what's going on?"

"Fly me to the moon" like NASA

Put it up like swords

Wake me up

Before you go and burn the house down