Love Of Lesbian — Agost song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Agost" by Love Of Lesbian.
Lyrics
Descamisat Sisquet fa tard
Diu adéu a la colla
L’han vacunat contra l’asfalt
En un poblet de costa
On d’amagat l’espera
Darrera de l’església
Mig tremolós
Aquell petó
Que tindrà gust a sal de mar i a nit
Plena d’estrelles
Un pel suat Cesc s’ha llevat
De fer la migdiada
Mentre al costat la dona va
Desant rasclets i pales
I mirant com la nena
Rebossada d’arena
Dorm al sofà
Pensa que mai
Tindrà millor moment per anar a buscar
La parelleta
Que arribi l’agost
Feixuc i mandrós
Que ens fa recordar
La bellesa del temps que passa a poc a poc
Des del cafè el senyor Francesc
Mira la gent com tomba
Fent el tallat on fa tants anys
Te un reservat a l’ombra
I quan la dona arriba
Li acosta la cadira
Del seu costat
I li estreny la ma
Pensant que el mar és com la vida
Que no atura el ritme mai
Que arribi l’agost
Vital i enganxós
Per treure’ns les presses
I recuperar la tendresa del mon
Que arribi l’agost
Feixuc i mandrós
Que ens fa recordar
La bellesa del temps que passa a poc a poc
Lyrics translation
Descamisat Sisquet makes late
Says goodbye to the gang
The have been vaccinated against the asphalt
In a village of costa
Where, in hiding, waiting
Behind the church
Half trembling
That kiss
You will taste sea salt and at night
Full of stars
One for the sweaty Cesc has been the exception
To take a nap
While next to the woman he
Storing rakes and shovels
And looking like the girl
Rebossada arena
He sleeps on the sofa
Think that never
Will be best time to go to look for
The parelleta
You get the August
The rough and lazy
That makes us remember
The beauty of passing time slowly
From the coffee mr. Francesc
Look at the people as the tomb
Making the cut where so many years ago
You one reserved in the shade
And when the woman arrives
Approached by the chair
On his side
And he squeezes the hand
Thinking that the sea is like life
That does not stop the pace ever
You get the August
Vital and sticky
To get us the rush
And recover the tenderness of the world
You get the August
The rough and lazy
That makes us remember
The beauty of passing time slowly