Músic de carrer - Txarango

Vaig, caminant com el firaire

Pres del seu ball sota els estels

Des de la Barcelona al Caire

Canten sirenes cançons rebels

Duc els tambors d’un mar en ruines

Sóc pastor arran de tot un circ

Sempre a punt per robar la lluna

Oioioiaia iaia, jo sóc músic de carrer

Oioioio, del teu pas sóc titellaire

Aia iaia, deixo l’alegria a l’aire

Oioioio, per quan vulguis parar el temps

Sóc, fill del mar que desespera

Duc a la sang el seu verí

Sobre la pell el sol ens crema

Si estem junts crema la nit

Malgrat camino sense cap casa

Soc l’aixopluc dels teus petons

Vinc a encendre foc a la plaça

Oioioiaia iaia, jo sóc músic de carrer

Oioioio, del teu pas sóc titellaire

Aia iaia, deixo l’alegria a l’aire

Oioioio, per quan vulguis parar el temps

Oioioiaia iaia, que s’encenguin els tambors

Oioioio, al ritme de la tempesta

Aiaiaia, te buscat entre la festa

Oioioio, perque explotin al teu cos

De les valls fins a les dunes

El teu cos sota la lluna

M’ha atrapat quan cau la nit

I el matí sempre m’aparta

No hi seré per despertar-te

Em va agradar estimar-t'he ahir

Oioioiaia iaia, jo sóc músic de carrer

Oioioio, del teu pas sóc titellaire

Aia iaia, deixo l’alegria a l’aire

Oioioio, per quan vulguis parar el temps

Oioioiaia iaia, que s’encenguin els tambors

Oioioio, al ritme de la tempesta

Aiaiaia, te buscat entre la festa

Oioioio, perque explotin al teu cos

I go, walking like the fairground

Taken from his dance under the stars

From Barcelona to Cairo

Mermaids sing rebellious songs

I carry the drums of a ruined sea

I am a shepherd following a whole circus

Always ready to steal the moon

Oioioiaia iaia, I am a street musician

Oioioio, from your step I am a puppeteer

Grandma Grandma, I leave the joy in the air

Oioioio, for when you want to stop time

I am, son of the sea who despairs

I carry his poison in my blood

On the skin the sun burns us

If we are together it burns the night

Despite walking without a house

I am the shelter of your kisses

I come to light a fire in the square

Oioioiaia iaia, I am a street musician

Oioioio, from your step I am a puppeteer

Grandma Grandma, I leave the joy in the air

Oioioio, for when you want to stop time

Oioioiaia iaia, let the drums be lit.

Oioioio, to the rhythm of the storm

Aiaiaia, I'm looking for you between the party

Oioioio, because they explode your body

From the valleys to the dunes

Your body under the moon

He caught me at nightfall

And in the morning I always walk away

I won't be there to wake you up

I liked loving you yesterday

Oioioiaia iaia, I am a street musician

Oioioio, from your step I am a puppeteer

Grandma Grandma, I leave the joy in the air

Oioioio, for when you want to stop time

Oioioiaia iaia, let the drums be lit.

Oioioio, to the rhythm of the storm

Aiaiaia, I'm looking for you between the party

Oioioio, because they explode your body