La Troba Kung-Fú — La Parranda song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Parranda" by La Troba Kung-Fú.
Lyrics
Jo tinc un pulmó a les mans
Que em fa respirar alegria
Que em fa cantar cançons
I em fa olorar el dia a dia
Parrandero! Bala perduda!
Em diuen quan jo m’explico
Parrandero! Bala perduda!
I la parranda que jo somnio
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca pinta vida
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca pinta ballades
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca cau d’abraçades
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca riu de topades
A la parranda que jo m’aboco
No hi ha cap llengua oficial
No hi ha cap mal ballador
Ni cap estil en general
Tothom posa un tros d’entranya
I cap parella hi és estranya
No hi cap bé la mala ganya
Ni ningú perd, ni ningú guanya
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca pinta vida
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca cau de topades
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca pinta ballades
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca riu de besades
A la parranda que jo em dedico
Passen les hores com de viatge
Passen pobles i mil paratges
I les cançons com un miratge
El principi no és cap silenci
Ni mai la fi arriba a temps
Abans que la cosa es trenqui
Recull les veles, ja no la sents
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca pinta vida
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca pinta ballades
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca riu de topades
I de nit
I de nit
Dins la fosca cau de besades
Lyrics translation
I have a lung in my hands
That makes me breathe joy
That makes me sing songs
And it makes me smell the day-to-day
Parrandero! Bullet lost!
I say when I tell
Parrandero! Bullet lost!
And the parranda that I I dream
And night
And night
Within the dark paints life
And night
And night
Within the dark paints these days
And night
And night
Inside the dark lair of hugs
And night
And night
Inside the dark river of clashes
The parranda that I aboco
There is no official language
There is no evil ballador
Not even any style in general
Everyone gets a piece of pose
And no couple is strange
There are no good the bad ganya
No one loses, no one wins
And night
And night
Within the dark paints life
And night
And night
Inside the dark lair of clashes
And night
And night
Within the dark paints these days
And night
And night
Inside the dark river of besades
The parranda that I'm
Pass the hours as of trip
Pass villages and a thousand places
And the songs as a mirage
The principle is no silence
Or never the order to arrive on time
Before that the thing will break
Collect the candles, I don't feel
And night
And night
Within the dark paints life
And night
And night
Within the dark paints these days
And night
And night
Inside the dark river of clashes
And night
And night
Inside the dark lair of besades