Quatre vents - Obrint Pas

A voltes sóc supervivent

Dels mapes dels meus sentiments

I en la tristesa

Del llarg camí

Senc les ferides del meu temps

Perdut a les nits d’occident

He après a viure resistent

I a les mans porte

Cinc continents

I al puny tancat un món sencer

I en la tristesa del llarg camí

Senc la ferides del meu temps

I a les mans porte cinc continents

I al puny tancat un món sencer

A voltes sóc un nàufrag més

Als oceans dels sentiments

I entre les veles

Del meu destí

Senc la revolta del meu temps

Solcant el mar contracorrent

He après a sentir-me insurgent

I per bandera

Porte un estel

Onejant sobre quatre vents

I entre les veles del meu destí

Senc la tristesa del meu temps

I per bandera porte un estel

Onejant sobre quatre vents

I en la tristesa del llarg camí

Senc les ferides del meu temps

I a les mans porte cinc continents

I al puny tancat un món sencer

Sometimes I am a survivor

From the maps of my feelings

And in sadness

From the long road

I feel the wounds of my time

Lost in the West

I have learned to live hard

And in his hands he carries

Five continents

And in his fist a whole world

And in the sadness of the long road

I feel the wounds of my time

And in his hands he holds five continents

And in his fist a whole world

Sometimes I am one more shipwrecked

In the oceans of feelings

And between the sails

Of my destiny

I feel the revolt of my time

Furrowing the sea against the current

I learned to feel insurgent

And by flag

Wear a star

Waving over four winds

And between the sails of my destiny

I feel the sadness of my time

And by flag it carries a star

Waving over four winds

And in the sadness of the long road

I feel the wounds of my time

And in his hands he holds five continents

And in his fist a whole world