Andreu Rifé — Per Tots song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Per Tots" by Andreu Rifé.
Lyrics
Per els que m’han ensenyat a estimar
Per els que m’han sabut sempre escoltar
Per aquells que van confiar en mi quan vaig decidir canviar el meu desti
Per els que em guarden els petits secrets
Per els que m’han fet sentir especial
Per aquells amb qui he tingut bons silencis dels que no molesten que et fan
sentir bé
Per el que estava amb mi a la llar de foc
Grans converses d’hivern d’empordà
Per aquells que tan m’han fet costat animant-me a veure sempre el got mig ple
Per els que van omplir el poliesportiu de no se quina nit de sant joan
Per els qui van compartir caminades de dies d’estiu
Aixó si que era amistat
Tot el meu passat es treu la roba i puja al terrat
S’estira a una hamaca pren el sol en amb una copa de xampany
Mirant les vistes, la ciutat preciosa està
S’aixeca i s’en va cantant
Per aquells que han sigut referents meus i els que creuen que els he ajudat
Per el que em va acompanyar aquell terrat de lluna tan clara al marroc va marcar
Per tots els que m’han fet reaccionar, tambe per els que m’han fet riure tant
Per aquells amb qui he fet unes platjes una cerveza, olivetes siusplau
Per la que em va fer el primer petó
I per la que m’ha vist plorar tant
Per la que jo vaig perdre els papers en unes butaques d’un cine oblidat
Per els qui van fer aquelles calades dels primer ducados teniem 12 anys
Per els qui em van deixar copiar en examens
Sembla mentida amb els anys que fa.
Per qui estimo pero que ja no hi es
Per els que saben quan estic nervios
Per aquells amb qui tant m¡he abraçat quan cridem els gol a les nits de futbol
I per ultim els que no he vist més
Alguns estaran sempre dins meu
D’altres el temps m’ha fet oblidar pero potser jo estic en el record d’alguns
d’ells.
Tot el meu passat es treu la roba i puja al terrat
S’estira a una hamaca pren el sol en amb una copa de xampany
Mirant les vistes, la ciutat preciosa està
S’aixeca i s’en va cantant
Tot el meu passat es treu la roba i puja al terrat
S’estira a una hamaca pren el sol en amb una copa de xampany
Mirant les vistes, la ciutat preciosa està
S’aixeca i s’en va cantant
Lyrics translation
For those who have taught me to love
For the ones that I have always known to listen to
For those of you who trusted in me when I decided to change my target
For that I saved the little secrets
For those who have made me feel special
For those of you with whom I have had the good silences those who don't bother which make you
feel good
For the one who was with me at the fireplace
Great conversations winter of empordà
For those of you that as I have done side by encouraging me to always see the glass half full
For those who filled the sports center is not what night of sant joan
For those who were to share long summer days
This if that was friendship
All my past removes his clothes and climbs on the roof
Stretched in a hammock taking in the sun with a glass of champagne
Looking at the views, the beautiful is
Rises and it was singing
For those of you who have been referring my and those who believe that I have helped
To which he accompanied me that the roof of the moon so clear in morocco marked
For all those who have made me react, also for the ones that have made me laugh so much
For those of you with whom I've done a few beaches a beer, olivetes please
For that I did first kiss
And they've seen me cry so much
For which I lost the papers in some seats of a cinema forgotten
For those who made those calades of the first ducados only had 12 years
For those who let me copy in exams
Seems to lie with the years.
For those who love you but there is
For those who know when I'm nervios
For those of you with whom both m¡I embraced when we call the goal on the nights of football
And finally those who I have not seen more
Some will always be inside my
Other time has made me forget but maybe I am in the recollection of some
of them.
All my past removes his clothes and climbs on the roof
Stretched in a hammock taking in the sun with a glass of champagne
Looking at the views, the beautiful is
Rises and it was singing
All my past removes his clothes and climbs on the roof
Stretched in a hammock taking in the sun with a glass of champagne
Looking at the views, the beautiful is
Rises and it was singing