Els Pets — La Colla song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Colla" by Els Pets.
Lyrics
A les golfes d’una casa gran
Que entre tots vam haver d’apariar
Tot un mon per aprendre
Sense pares ni mestres
Viatge a Itaca i King Crimson al plat
I els primers canutets d’amagat
Sota aquella mirada
De un tal Che Guevara
I era allí tancats
On ens vam fer grans
Sense pensar mai
Que el destí ens deixaria els vidres trencats
Amics d’abans
Tants anys sense veure’ls, en sec tan estranys
Antics companys
Que el dia que els trobes promets de trucar-los demà
Cauen del calendari els fulls
I amb cada un ens sentim més vençuts
Però sovint fent memòria
Oblidem les cabòries
El destí ens ha anat escampant
I enyorem les estones plegats
Les agendes son plenes
Massa feina i problemes
No sabem ni on som
Cadascú al seu mon
Esperant el torn
Que la vida ens convidi a ballar altre cop
Amics d’abans
Tants anys sense veure’ns, en sec tan estranys
Antics companys
Que el dia que els trobes promets de trucar-los demà
I malgrat el temps
Rera cada gest
Reconec el nen
Que els diumenges es colava per entrar al ball
Amics d’abans
Tants anys sense veure’ns, en sec tan estranys
Antic company
Encara que no t’ho creuràs
Prometo trucar-te demà
Encara que no t’ho creuràs
Prometo trucar-te demà
Lyrics translation
In the attic of a large house
That among all we have with the pairing of form
A whole world to learn
Without parents or teachers
Journey to Itaca and King Crimson's in the dish
And the first canutets hidden
Under that gaze
Of a certain Che Guevara
And was there closed
Where we make big
Without thinking never
That the destination we would stop the broken glass
Friends of before
So many years without seeing them, in dry as strange
Former colleagues
The day that you find promets call them tomorrow
Fall calendar sheets
And with each one we feel the most defeated
But often by memory
Forget the thoughts
The fate we have been scattered
And yearn for the moments together
The agendas are full
Too much work and problems
We do not know neither where we are
Everyone in their world
Waiting for the turn
That the life we are invited to dance again
Friends of before
So many years without seeing us, cleaning as strange
Former colleagues
The day that you find promets call them tomorrow
And in spite of the time
Behind every gesture
I recognize the child
That Sunday slips to enter the dance
Friends of before
So many years without seeing us, cleaning as strange
Old partner
Even though you do not believe this
I promise to call you tomorrow
Even though you do not believe this
I promise to call you tomorrow