Roger Mas — Bolígrafs, naus, rodes song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Bolígrafs, naus, rodes" by Roger Mas.
Lyrics
Demà serà dilluns, com tantes
I tantes vegades repetides
Desencaixat en espais il·limitats
Ensorrat el desencís en un esvoranc
Sísmic de la ment. Despullo dones
Nues d’inconsciència. I tinc el verb ja
Prop de la gola, en ascendent viatge
Cap al cap de la creu
Despertem els punts
I les comes del sistema!
Tinc son. Esgotament carnal
Punxades lleus sota la closca
Bolígrafs. Naus. Rodes
Poleixo records en aquest bar
Darrere la màquina que gira gormanda
Dels quartos dels temptadors
Temptatives poleixo en aquesta vila
Havent fet camí i a mig camí encara
Vers antigues cruïlles on sempre
La fruita és madura i les serps
Aguaiten els cossos calents
Despertem els punts
I les comes del sistema!
Tinc son. Esgotament carnal
Punxades lleus sota la closca
Bolígrafs. Naus. Rodes
Lyrics translation
Tomorrow will be Monday, like so many
And so many times repeated
Desencaixat in spaces unlimited
Collapsed the disappointment in a ravine
Seismic of the mind. Nude women
Naked of unconsciousness. And I have the word already
Near the throat, in ascending journey
Towards the head of the cross
Woke up the points
And the comes system!
I have to sleep. Exhaustion carnal
Stitches minor under the shell
Pens. Ships. Wheels
Poleixo memories in this bar
Behind the machine that turns gormanda
Of the quartos of tempting
Attempts poleixo in this town
Having made the way and half-way still
Toward the old crossroads where always
The fruit is ripe and the snakes
Lurking the bodies hot
Woke up the points
And the comes system!
I have to sleep. Exhaustion carnal
Stitches minor under the shell
Pens. Ships. Wheels