Joan Manuel Serrat — Canço de Bressol song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Canço de Bressol" by Joan Manuel Serrat.
Lyrics
I jo que m’adormia entre els teus braços
amb la boca enganxada en el teu pit.
L’amor d’un home ja ens havia unit
abans d’aquell matí d’hivern en què vaig néixer.
El record d’aquell temps, el vent no l’arrossega:
quan estalviaves pa per a donar-me mantega.
Cançó de bressol que llavors ja em parlava
del meu avi que dorm en el fons d’un barranc,
d’un camí ple de pols, d’un cementiri blanc,
i de camps de raïms, de blats i d’oliveres.
D’una verge en un cim, de camins i dreceres,
de tots els teus germans que van morir a la guerra.
Ets filla del vent sec i d’una eixuta terra.
D’una terra que mai no has pogut oblidar
malgrat el llarg camí que et van fer caminar
els teus germans de sang, els teus germans de llengua,
i encara vols morir escoltant mallerengues
coberta per la pols d’aquella pobra terra.
Lyrics translation
And I that I adormia between your arms
with the mouth stuck in your chest.
The love of a man as we had joined
before that winter morning in which I was born.
The memory of that time, the wind drags:
when estalviaves bread to give me butter.
Lullaby that then would talk to me about
my grandfather who is asleep in the bottom of a ravine,
a path full of dust, a cemetery, a white,
and fields of grapes, wheat and olives.
Of a virgin in a top, of the paths and shortcuts,
of all your brothers who died in the war.
You are a daughter of the wind and dry of a dry ground.
Of a land that you have never been able to forget
despite the long road that you have to walk
your blood brothers, your brothers language,
and still want to die listening to blue tits
covered by the dust of that poor land.