1. |
Miratge
04:04
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Vull seguir l'instint de crear una història
atrevir-me a definir
un personatge que relata
el moment de l'arribada.
Un naufragi en mig del mar
un error en les comportes
el porta a un lloc inesperat.
D'a dalt d'un penya-segat
farà foc per coure brasa
mirarà el cel estrellat
Pensant com seran les coses
A les que estava acostumat
les faria diferent?
Com veient-se des de fora
el futur es va fonent.
Sents que no pots descobrir
El poder del teu destí
Que el que et passa t'ha escollit
Tot et tria lluny de...
Vull seguir l'instint de crear una història
atrevir-me a estavellar
un helicòpter a una platja
al bell mig d'un oceà
fer aparèixer un personatge
inconscient després del xoc
i just fer-lo despertar.
Veure a través dels seus ulls
una nova realitat
sota l'ombra del seu ésser
un paisatge tropical
imagina una utopia
era un viatge accidentat
però potser ha estat un miracle
poder perdre's per tornar.
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2. |
El Arroyo
03:40
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Translúcidas las caras
Flor de diamante,
Asómate a contar,
Cuántas de ellas reflejan
La luz de una misma verdad.
No era el momento
Acero negro
Siento por dentro
Que aún no lo veo
Árida, la sed, no quiere despertar
El silencio se escribe a uno mismo
Matiz de la sombra en la oscuridad
Bichero que enreda esta trama, mía.
No era el momento
Acero negro
Siento por dentro
Que aún no lo veo
El miedo erosiona el arroyo
Esculpe y fija lo oculto
Preserva la forma y aguarda,
temblando, el instante en que cobrará vida.
No era el momento
Acero negro
Siento por dentro
Que aún no lo veo
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3. |
Cap de cavall
03:20
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En despertar-me,
em vaig trobar,
quin era el missatge,
un cap de cavall.
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4. |
Can Donald
03:13
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No sé molt bé,
com hi vaig anar a parar,
però aquesta és la meva història,
la història,
de Can Donald.
Ara que ja visc aquí,
sóc un ésser més feliç,
el McDonald's a un minut,
un cheesburger i un batut.
A uns pitis fora el dia
em conviden les amigues,
a canvi lliçons de vida
i unes birres de propina.
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5. |
Incierto
02:57
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Pero en lo difuminado se está muy bien,
flotando en lo frenético de lo incierto.
No sé irme si no tengo a dónde ir
y por mi mejor si no tengo que elegir.
Se refleja
mi deseo,
en la esquina
con mis miedos.
Cuando pienso
en lo que quiero,
salen chispas de mis pies.
Pero en lo difuminado se está muy bien,
flotando en lo frenético de lo incierto.
No sé irme si no tengo a dónde ir
y por mi mejor, si no tengo que elegir.
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6. |
Warm Hurricane
03:11
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The only thing you could hear
was your voice echo inside your head
and when it started to make sense
it might’ve been already too late.
The picture becomes clear
and you follow the tale of the rose
it tastes like honey and beer
and the signs say you've already been here.
Warm hurricane
blew all brown leaves to the sky
hours and minutes expand
we’ll run again
chasing the concrete lines
we’ll both feel lonely again
when time expands.
Turn a light inside someone’s coma
with no electricity
fuel the pain with tomorrow
desire always leaves me here
There’s a face I saw so close
'til the room got filled with light
blinding light so telling
of the space that I gave up.
Warm hurricane
blew all brown leaves to the sky
hours and minutes expand
we’ll run again
chasing the concrete lines
we’ll both feel lonely again
when time expands.
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7. |
Bride of the Sea
02:18
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Eternal lantern
who has her own tricks
in how many eyes
has your reflection been?
Whenever I see you
you come to play
mysterious and covered
in coral raiment.
The train of your dress
reflects in the water
carelessly dancing
the bride of the sea.
In love, in love, in love.
Sense how no-one
will ever be able to capture you
you slick from the fingers
of all those who've been swinged by the sea.
Eternal lantern
who has her own tricks
in how many eyes
has your reflection been?
Whenever I see you
you come to play
mysterious and covered
in coral raiment.
The train of your dress
reflects in the water
carelessly dancing
the bride of the sea.
In love, in love, in love.
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Primer Infant Barcelona, Spain
Primer Infant som: Laura Carpena, Blanca Frade, Laura Frade i Helena Santacana.
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