Al Tall — Tio Canya song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tio Canya" by Al Tall.
Lyrics
En la pobla hi ha un vell
En la pobla hi ha un vell
Que li diuen tio Canya:
Porta gorra i brusa negra
Porta gorra i brusa negra
I una faixa morellana
Tres voltes només va anar
El tio Canya a València:
Primer quan va entrar en quintes
I en casar-se amb sa femella
La tercera va jurar
De no tornar a xafar-la;
Que a un home que ve del poble
Ningú fa abaixar la cara
Set vegades va fer cua
Set vegades va fer cua
En presentar uns papers
Per no saber expressar-se
Per no saber expressar-se
En llengua de forasters
Aguantà totes les burles
Les paraules agrejades
I a la Pobla va tornar
Tio Canya, tio Canya
No tens les claus de ta casa:
Posa-li un forrellat nou
O et farà fum la teulada
Tio Canya tingué un fill
Tio Canya tingué un fill
Que li diuen tio Canya:
Porta gorra i brusa negra
Porta gorra i brusa negra
I una faixa morellana
Bé recorda el tio Canya
Quan varen portar-lo a escola
Set anys, la cara ben neta
Ulls oberts, camisa nova
Però molt més va obrir els ulls
El xiquet del tio Canya
Quan va sentir aquell mestre
Parlant de manera estranya
Cada dia que passava
Cada dia que passava
Anava encollint els muscles
Per por a que el senyor mestre
Per por a que el senyor mestre
Li fera alguna pregunta
Aguantà càstigs i renyes
Sens gosar d’obrir la boca
I la escola va odiar
Tio Canya, tio Canya
No tens les claus de ta casa:
Posa-li un forrellat nou
O et farà fum la teulada
Cròniques del carrer diuen
Cròniques del carrer diuen
D’uns nets que té el tio Canya
Que són metges a València
Que són metges a València
Professors i gent lletrada
Quan a estiu vénen al poble
Visiten el tio Canya
I el pobre vell se’ls escolta
Parlant llengua castellana
Però cròniques més noves
Expliquen que el tio Canya
Ja compta amb besnéts molt joves
Que alegren la seua cara
Mai parlen en castellà
Mai parlen en castellà
Com han après dels seus pares
Sinó com la gent del poble
Sinó com la gent del poble
La llengua del tio Canya
Reviscola, tio Canya
Amb gaiato si et fa falta
Que a València has de tornar
Tio Canya Tio Canya
No tens les claus de ta casa:
Posa-li un forrellat nou
Perquè avui tens temps encara
Lyrics translation
In the town there is an old
In the town there is an old
They call him tio Cane:
Door cap and blouse black
Door cap and blouse black
And a girdle morellana
Three laps just got
The dude Cane in Valencia:
First when he walked in conscription
And when she married sa female
The third swore
To never had to set foot on it;
That a man who comes from the village
Nobody makes lowering the face
Seven times did the tail
Seven times did the tail
In the present paper
By not knowing how to express themselves
By not knowing how to express themselves
In the language of outsiders
Aguantà all the mockery
The words agrejades
And in Puebla, he returned
Uncle Reed, uncle Reed
You don't have the keys to your house:
Put a bolt new
Or you will smoke the roof
Uncle Reed had a son
Uncle Reed had a son
They call him tio Cane:
Door cap and blouse black
Door cap and blouse black
And a girdle morellana
Well reminds of the dude Cane
When they brought it to school
Seven years ago, the face very clean
Eyes open, new shirt
But a lot more eyes opened
The child of the tio Cane
When he heard that master
Speaking of strange way
Each day that passed
Each day that passed
I was going encollint the muscles
For fear that the lord master
For fear that the lord master
Will beast any questions
Aguantà punishments and renyes
Without daring to open her mouth
And the school he hated
Uncle Reed, uncle Reed
You don't have the keys to your house:
Put a bolt new
Or you will smoke the roof
Chronicles of the street say
Chronicles of the street say
Of a net that has the tio Cane
That are doctors in Valencia
That are doctors in Valencia
Teachers and people in legal
When summer come to the village
Visit the tio Cane
And the poor old they are listening
Speaking the Spanish language
But chronicles more new
Explain that the tio Cane
Already has great grandchildren very young
That make his face
Never speak in Spanish
Never speak in Spanish
As they have learned from their parents
But as the people of the town
But as the people of the town
The language of the tio Cane
Reviscola, tio Cane
With gaiato if you need
In Valencia you must go back
Uncle Reed, Uncle Reed
You don't have the keys to your house:
Put a bolt new
Because today you have time though