Anegats — Homes des nord song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Homes des nord" by Anegats.
Lyrics
No hi ha hagut temps per a sa famili des nord
Mentre ses hores passaven ràpid d’infant eren allà
Poques memòries tenc de sa famili des nord
M’hi aferr ben fort
Tan fort com s’arrel que cruia sa roca
I puja sa soca per damunt de sa poca història que allà hi
Tenc
Però sé que me queda sa sang dels homes des nord. des nord
I jo tant innocent pensava:
tanmateix, ja sé d on vénc, ben mallorquí som jo
I no hi tenc cap feina amb els homes des nord
Quina errada! quina errada pensar que per no veure’ls no
T’estimen tant i que
Com que són lluny no van amb tu
Però ells me veien cada dia, i a ses meves germanes
A ses fotos que hi havia per tota sa casa;
Fotos que jo ni sabia que tenien
Però que eren cada dia es record en es nord
I vaig tornar amb mon pare
I una imatge gravada venia amb jo!
Ja sense vida te dic adéu! tia i te deman perdó
Quina errada reparar que sa vida és lo que passa mentre
Fas plans
Per anar a estar amb aquell familiar fins que ja és massa
Tard
Dins un potet te vaig deixar dins es nitxo
I, com si fos un capritxo
Els arbres amb es vent te deien adéu
Vares deixar masses cabells a sa pinta i també aquella
Cinta amb ses veus dels homes des nord
Quina errada! quina errada! deixar que passi es temps
Sense aprofitar més moments
Que pocs que en tenc dins sa meva ment!
I n’aïda riu dins na catalina, amb sa mateixa alegria, i
Ses hortènsies florides duraran
I aquell vell amb nom d ocell de rapinya i amb es geni
Sensible, volarà…
…més alt que mai! que mai!
Lyrics translation
There has not been time for sa, familiar sp from north
While the six hours went by fast as a child, were there
Few memories I have of sa, familiar sp from north
I aferr very strong
As strong as it is the root that cruia sa rock
And up sa strain over sa little story that there
I am
But I know that me is healthy blood of men from the north. from the north
And I so innocent, I thought:
however, I already know d where vénc, well mallorca we are I
And there I am no job with the men from the north
What a mistake! what a mistake to think that to not see them not
You love so much and that
As that are far away do not go with you
But them I saw him every day, and to his sisters
Ses photos that there was a whole sa house;
Pictures that I neither knew they had
But they were every day is record in north
And I came back with my father
And a recorded image was coming with me!
Because without life you I say goodbye! aunt and you ask forgiveness
What error repairing that healthy life is what happens while
You make plans
To go to be with that family until it is too
Later
Within a potet tea I left inside will nitxo
And, as if it were a capritxo
The trees with the wind you said goodbye
Rods leave masses of hair in the sa pint, and also that
Tape with their voices of the men from the north
What a mistake! what a mistake! let it happen is time
Not taking advantage of more moments
That few that I am in sa my mind!
And aida river in na catalina, with his same joy, and
Ses hortènsies mould will last
And that old with a name of d bird of prey and with it is genius
Sensitive, will…
...higher than ever! than ever!