Temptacions de Collserola - Manel

Al cim reposa i els ulls li corren com feres per la vall

El cel s’encalla, l’alba, esverada, no sap què fer

Quan canten els galls

L’anem a trobar, l’anem a trobar

I demanem «on t’amagues, on?»

Que hi ha límits que no creuarem seguint les lleis d’aquest món!

Ha aparegut el diable en un revolt de Collserola

Li explicareu, si el veieu, que fa que el busco més de tres hores?

He regirat Sant Feliu, me’n vaig a la carretera d’Horta

Vaig repassant pel camí les línies generals de la meva proposta

Els boscos s’omplen de boques tortes, de bèsties sense sort

Ell les bressola i elles s’adormen en la gran pau

D’un pit sense cor

L’anem a trobar, l’anem a trobar

I demanem «on t’amagues, on?»

Que hi ha límits que no creuarem seguint les lleis d’aquest món!

Ha aparegut el diable en un revolt de Collserola

Li explicareu, si el veieu, que fa que el busco més de quatre hores?

He saquejat el Papiol, m’he arrossegat fins al Puig d’Olorda

Vaig repassant pel camí les línies generals de la meva proposta

Ja se’ns veu tan petits

Només som la remor

De vells orgulls ferits

De mans suades i de por

Assumim els perills

N’aguantem els embats

I avancem pels camins

De les guineus i dels senglars

Ha aparegut el diable en un revolt de Collserola

Pentinaré el terreny, faré un bon glop a la cantimplora

De Valldoreix a Sant Just, de la Floresta a la Bonanova

Només és qüestió de temps per repassar els detalls de la meva proposta

At the top he rests and his eyes run like beasts through the valley

The sky is dark, the dawn is fading, she doesn't know what to do

When the roosters sing

We're going to find it, we're going to find it

And we ask, "Where are you hiding, where?"

That there are limits we will not cross following the laws of this world!

The devil has appeared in a bend of Collserola

Will you tell him, if you see him, that he has been looking for me for more than three hours?

I went around Sant Feliu, I went to the Horta road

I am reviewing the general lines of my proposal along the way

The woods are filled with crooked mouths, unlucky beasts

He cradles them and they fall asleep in peace

From a heartless chest

We're going to find it, we're going to find it

And we ask, "Where are you hiding, where?"

That there are limits we will not cross following the laws of this world!

The devil has appeared in a bend of Collserola

Will you tell him, if you see him, that he has been looking for me for more than four hours?

I looted the Papiol, I crawled to the Puig d’Olorda

I am reviewing the general lines of my proposal along the way

It looks so small

We are just the rumor

Wounded old pride

Sweaty hands and scared

We take on the dangers

Let's face it

And we move along the paths

Of foxes and wild boars

The devil has appeared in a bend of Collserola

I'll comb the ground, I'll have a good sip in the water bottle

From Valldoreix to Sant Just, from La Floresta to La Bonanova

It's only a matter of time before I go over the details of my proposal