Antònia Font — Focs artificials song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Focs artificials" by Antònia Font.
Lyrics
Ses muntanyes, es hotels, una campana
Ja sé s’olor que fa s’ametller
Ses retxes d’un avió en el cel, ennigulades
No vull saber res des hiverns
I sa fam me va fer desenvolupar s’estimar-te
Cada cas des teu vici més animal, més salvatge
Ses muntanyes, es hotels, una campana
Ja sé s’olor que fa s’ametller
Ses retxes d’un avió en el cel, ennigulades
No vull saber res des hiverns
I la mar que controla es meu travelar m’acompanya
I sa sal que me cura i que me fa mal és de nacre
M’he confitat ses mans
Per si és vera que t’he d’esperar;
He cremat es alcohols
I m’he engatat de lletugues i líquens i flors
He superat sa son
I he pogut arrebossar-me d’arròs;
T’he fet es berenar
Amb campanes i molsa i focs artificials
Ses muntanyes, es hotels, una campana
Ja sé s’olor que fa s’ametller
Ses retxes d’un avió en el cel, ennigulades
No vull saber res des hiverns
I sa fam me va fer desenvolupar s’estimar-te
Cada cas des teu vici més animal, més salvatge
M’he confitat ses mans
Per si és vera que t’he d’esperar;
He cremat es alcohols
I m’he engatat de lletugues i líquens i flors
He superat sa son
I he pogut arrebossar-me d’arròs;
T’he fet es berenar
Amb campanes i molsa i focs artificials
M’he confitat ses mans
Per si és vera que t’he d’esperar;
He cremat es alcohols
I m’he engatat de lletugues i líquens i flors
He superat sa son
I he pogut arrebossar-me d’arròs;
T’he fet es berenar
Amb campanes i molsa i focs artificials
Lyrics translation
Ses mountains, is hotels, a bell
I know it is the smell that makes it almond
Ses retxes of a plane in the sky, ennigulades
I don't want to know anything from winters
And healthy hungry I had to develop it love you
Each case from your vice more animal, more wild
Ses mountains, is hotels, a bell
I know it is the smell that makes it almond
Ses retxes of a plane in the sky, ennigulades
I don't want to know anything from winters
And the sea that controls it is my travelar accompanies me
And sa salt that I care and that I hurt is of mother-of-pearl
I have preserved his hands
For if it is vera that I have to wait;
I have burned are alcohols
And I have engatat of lletugues and lichens and flowers
I have passed sa are
And I have been battering me rice;
You've made it as a snack
With bells and moss, and fireworks
Ses mountains, is hotels, a bell
I know it is the smell that makes it almond
Ses retxes of a plane in the sky, ennigulades
I don't want to know anything from winters
And healthy hungry I had to develop it love you
Each case from your vice more animal, more wild
I have preserved his hands
For if it is vera that I have to wait;
I have burned are alcohols
And I have engatat of lletugues and lichens and flowers
I have passed sa are
And I have been battering me rice;
You've made it as a snack
With bells and moss, and fireworks
I have preserved his hands
For if it is vera that I have to wait;
I have burned are alcohols
And I have engatat of lletugues and lichens and flowers
I have passed sa are
And I have been battering me rice;
You've made it as a snack
With bells and moss, and fireworks