Sabor de Gracia — Què Volen Aquesta Gent song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Què Volen Aquesta Gent" by Sabor de Gracia.
Lyrics
De matinada han trucat,
són al replà de l’escala;
la mare quan surt a obrir
porta la bata posada.
Què volen aquesta gent
que truquen de matinada?
«El seu fill, que no és aquí?»
«N'és adormit a la cambra.
Què li volen al meu fill?»
El fill mig es desvetllava.
La mare ben poc en sap,
de totes les esperances
del seu fill estudiant,
que ben compromès n’estava.
Dies fa que parla poc
i cada nit s’agitava.
Li venia un tremolor
tement un truc a trenc d’alba.
Encara no ben despert
ja sent viva la trucada,
i es llença pel finestral,
a l’asfalt d’una volada.
Els que truquen resten muts,
menys un d’ells, potser el que mana,
que s’inclina pel finestral.
Darrere xiscla la mare.
De matinada han trucat,
la llei una hora assenyala.
Ara l’estudiant és mort,
n'és mort d’un truc a trenc d’alba.
Lyrics translation
In the morning have called,
are in the landing of the staircase;
the mother when it comes out in open
door the robe set.
What they want these people
they call in the morning?
"His son, who is not here?»
"He is asleep in the house.
What do you want my son?»
The son half is desvetllava.
The mother barely knows,
of all the hopes
your child student,
and very embarrassing it was.
Days ago that talks very little
and every night, it shook.
It was a quake
fearing a trick at the break of dawn.
Still not quite awake
now being alive to the call,
and thrown away by the window,
on the pavement of a cantilever.
The crossing fall silent,
least one of them, maybe the charge,
he leaned by the window.
Behind xiscla the mother.
In the morning have called,
the law is a time point.
Now the student is dead,
is death of a stunt at the break of dawn.