Molt Lluny - Raimon

Molt lluny

En les butxaques d’uns pantalons

Vells

Que ma mare guardava

-ma mare ho guarda tot-

He trobat

Les nits que ens passàvem

Caminant, amics

Pels carrers de Xàtiva

Parlavem de tot

I del bé i del mal

Amb poques coses clares:

La incertesa del futur

L’avidesa d’uns infants

Les caminades nits d’estiu

Les tinc avui al davant

Amunt i avall…

Very far

In the pockets of trousers

old

That my mother kept

-my mother keeps everything-

I have found

The nights we spent together

Walking, friends

Through the streets of Xàtiva

We talked about everything

And of good and evil

With a few clear things:

The uncertainty of the future

The greed of children

Summer night walks

I have them in front of me today

Up and down…