Lluna De Plata - Obrint Pas, Raynald Colom
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Lyrics " Lluna De Plata "
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Lluna De Plata
Obrint Pas, Raynald Colom
Оригинальный текст
Tristos son els dies
Que porten els anys
Esperant no tindre fred
Esperant no tindre fam
Tristes son les cendres
Que tan fet callar
Recorrent els teus carrers
Recorrent el teu pasat
Tristes son els barris
Que han bombardejat
Avions de la llibertad
En la nit dels oblidats
Tristes son els anys
Que hui an celebrat
Sense espelmes ni fanals
Am la lluna de regal
Ilumina la lluna de plata
Les barriades del mon
Que lluita i no dorm
Ilumina la pluitja de plom
La tristesa del mon (x2)
Lluna de plata
Pluiga de plom (x2)
Tristes son les cares
De la soledad
A les veles sense vent
A les platjes sense mar
Tristes son els ulls
Que no sabes ploral
En la cua del mercat
Sense vendre ni menjar
Tristes son les armes
Que t’has preparat
Amb les teues propies mans
Per si tornen els soldats
Tristes son les bales
Que tan disparat
Helicopters de combat
Contra pistoles de fang
Ilumina la lluna de plata
Les barriades del mon
Que lluita i no dorm
Ilumina la pluitja de plom
La tristesa del mon
Перевод песни
The days are sad
They have been around for years
Hoping not to get cold
Hoping not to be hungry
The ashes are sad
How silent
Walking through your streets
Going through your past
The neighborhoods are sad
That they have bombed
Aircraft of freedom
On the night of the forgotten
The years are sad
That they celebrated today
No candles or lanterns
I have the gift moon
Light up the silver moon
The neighborhoods of the world
He fights and does not sleep
Illuminates lead rain
The sadness of the world (x2)
Silver moon
Lead rain (x2)
The faces are sad
Of loneliness
In windless sails
On the beaches without sea
The eyes are sad
That you don't know how to cry
In the market queue
Without selling or eating
The weapons are sad
That you have prepared
With your own hands
In case the soldiers return
The bullets are sad
How crazy
Combat helicopters
Against mud pistols
Light up the silver moon
The neighborhoods of the world
He fights and does not sleep
Illuminates lead rain
The sadness of the world
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