L'Adela i el marge - Manel

«Per com els agrada respondre jo sé que menteixen

O prescindeixen de la veritat

L’absència de risc als seus ulls prova que repeteixen

Discursos memoritzats.»

M’ho va dir l’Adela avançant cap al marge que delimitava el món habitat

Cridava al paisatge: «Darrere dels marges sempre hi ha un sender amb ombra per

caminar!»

Va ser un privilegi poder-me esperar allà amb l’Adela

Que anés caient la nit

Quan vam abraçar-nos va xiuxiuejar-me «ets idiota

T’hauries divertit»

I vaig contemplar-la avançant cap al que fos que el marge tenia per oferir

En l'últim moment va girar-se, va fer-se un petó a la mà oberta i, «ffff»,

va bufar cap a mi

I des de l’altra banda em va semblar sentir…

I des de l’altra banda encara em va semblar sentir…

No tens per què estar aquí!

Aquest és un honor del que pots prescindir!

No tens per què estar aquí!

No tens per què estar aquí!

Aquest és un honor del que pots prescindir!

No tens per què estar aquí!

“I know they're lying about how they like to answer

Or they disregard the truth

The absence of risk in their eyes proves that they repeat

Memorized speeches. ”

Adela told me as she walked toward the edge of the inhabited world

He shouted at the landscape: “Behind the banks there is always a path with shade for

to walk!"

It was a privilege to be able to wait there with Adela

That night was falling

When we hugged, he whispered to me, "You're an idiot

You would have fun »

And I watched her move toward what the margin had to offer

At the last moment he turned around, kissed his open hand, and, "ffff."

he blew at me

And on the other hand, I felt like I heard

And on the other hand, I still felt it

You don't have to be here!

This is an honor you can do without!

You don't have to be here!

You don't have to be here!

This is an honor you can do without!

You don't have to be here!