Bars — Foc Al Cor song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Foc Al Cor" by Bars.
Lyrics
Era una vegada un poble mort
De gent preocupada per no temptar la sort
On tot anava molt a poc a poc
Sempre que passava per l’arbre tort
Em recordava que havia de ser fort
Molt fort, pensava cada cop
I entre mirades de cartró torna un somriure de debò
És com trencar-te el cor d’un cop de roc
És com si s’encengués un foc en mig del bosc que som els dos
Però potser aquell dia, un dia com tants
Quant tant m’avorria tu eres al davant
Quan jo estava tocant el fons
Però amb una tempesta va passar
I potser la lluna va donar un cop de ma
Fa temps, tant temps, però és cert
I entre mirades de cartró torna un somriure de debò
És com trencar-te el cor d’un cop de roc
És com si s’encengués un foc en mig del bosc que som els dos
I entre mirades de cartró torna un somriure de debò
És com trencar-te el cor d’un cop de roc
És com si s’encengués un foc en mig del bosc que som els dos
I entre mirades de cartró torna un somriure de debò
És com trencar-te el cor d’un cop de roc
És com si s’encengués un foc en mig del bosc que som els dos
Lyrics translation
It was once a village death
Of people concerned not to tempt the luck
Where everything was going very slowly
Always went to the tree crooked
I remembered that I had to be strong
Very strong, I thought, every time
And in between glances of cardboard again a smile really
It is like breaking it has the heart of a stroke of the roc
It is as if to start up a fire in the middle of the forest that we are the two
But maybe that day, a day like so many
About both I got bored you were in front
When I was playing in the background
But with a storm happened
And maybe the moon was to give a helping hand
A long time ago, so much time, but it is true
And in between glances of cardboard again a smile really
It is like breaking it has the heart of a stroke of the roc
It is as if to start up a fire in the middle of the forest that we are the two
And in between glances of cardboard again a smile really
It is like breaking it has the heart of a stroke of the roc
It is as if to start up a fire in the middle of the forest that we are the two
And in between glances of cardboard again a smile really
It is like breaking it has the heart of a stroke of the roc
It is as if to start up a fire in the middle of the forest that we are the two