La Troba Kung-Fú — El Joglar song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Joglar" by La Troba Kung-Fú.
Lyrics
Com un joglar
de poble en poble
dono al cantar
ofici noble.
Encenc ballada
quan hom fa el glop
i al trenc de l’alba
jo ja no hi sóc.
Que el plor que em crema
va d’aquí a allà,
que l’amor rema
el meu caminar.
Tinc una daga
que ningú em veu,
porto una bala
que em crema els peus.
I és que sempre vaig
traguito trago,
borratxo de vallenato.
De la Galícia
al cap de Creus,
provoco lídies,
encenc les veus.
La inspiració
em dóna vida,
visc en l’enyor
de la fugida.
Des de petit
m’ha dat per córrer
i m’he fet ric
saltant-me l’ordre.
I al mal de panxa
quan m’ha fet mal
li he donat rauxa
per volar més alt.
I és que sempre vaig
traguito trago,
borratxo de vallenato.
Pot ser que plori
quan de tot ric,
semblar que em mori
i ser molt feliç.
Llenço mil versos
als quatre vents,
faig pujar els terços
i aturo el temps.
Que a la butxaca
hi porto poc,
perquè si porto massa
no vaig enlloc.
Sóc un trosset
de cada lloc
on he calmat la set
i on he dat el cor.
I és que sempre vaig
traguito trago,
borratxo de vallenato.
Trago, traguito trago,
jo sempre vaig
borratxo de vallenato.
(Merci à antonin pour cettes paroles)
Lyrics translation
As a joglar
from village to village
I to sing
trade noble.
I turn dancing
when one makes the shot
and at the break of dawn
I no longer am.
The tears that burned in me
it was from here to there,
that love rema
the my walk.
I have a dagger
that no one sees me,
I'm wearing a bullet
that I cream the feet.
And that is that I always
traguito trago,
drunk of vallenato.
Of Galicia
the cap de Creus,
provoco lídies,
I turn to the voices.
The inspiration
it gives me life,
I live in the longing
of the flight.
From small
I has dat to run
and I have made myself rich
jumping me the order.
And the stomach ache
when I have done evil
you've been given passion
to fly higher.
And that is that I always
traguito trago,
drunk of vallenato.
It may be they cry
when all rich,
seem that I should die
and be very happy.
Shot a thousand verses
to the four winds,
I make up the thirds
and stop the time.
That in the pocket
there porto shortly,
because if I bring too much
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm a bit
for each site
where I calmed the seven
and where I have dat heart.
And that is that I always
traguito trago,
drunk of vallenato.
Trago, traguito trago,
I always
drunk of vallenato.
(Merci à antonin pour cettes paroles)