Maria Del Mar Bonet — Es Fa Llarg, Es Fa Llarg Esperar song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Es Fa Llarg, Es Fa Llarg Esperar" by Maria Del Mar Bonet.
Lyrics
Oh que llarga es fa sempre l’espera
quan s’espera que vindrà el pitjor
i que trista i que llarga és l’espera
quan s’espera la mort de l’amor.
Quan s’espera que tot ja s’acabi
per tot d’una tornar a començar
quan s’espera que el món tot s’enfonsi
per tornar-lo a edificar,
es fa llarg, es fa llarg esperar.
I es fa trist esperar cada dia
el cel roig i el sol que ja se’n va,
i es fa fosc esperar cada dia
perquè el sol no se’n vol anar mai
perquè els dies se’n van sense pressa
i les hores no volen fugir
perquè esperes, i esperes, i esperes
i vols demà, però encara és ahir,
es fa trist, es fa trist esperar!
I es fan lents els matins i les tardes
quan l’espera et desvetlla el neguit.
I es fan grises les llargues lentes tardes
perquè et sens amb el cor ensopit,
perquè sents que tens l'ànima morta
i ho veus tot, tot el món molt confós
perquè et trobes amb les portes closes
i tancat com un gos rabiós,
es fa fosc, es fa fosc esperar!
I es fan grises les hores d’espera
quan no plou però veus el cel plujós.
I es fan llargues les grises esperes
quan la fi sents a prop per tots dos
quan fa dies que ni xiules ni cantes
i fa temps que vas fer l'últim somrís
quan al cor sents la mort i t’espantes
al pensar potser és l'últim avís,
es fa gris, es fa gris esperar!
Lyrics translation
Oh, that long is always waiting
when it is expected that it will come the worst
and that sad and that long is the wait
when waiting the death of love.
When you expect that everything already runs out
for all of a to start again
when it is expected that the world sinks
to return it to the building,
it is made long, it is long to wait.
And it is sad to expect each day
the sky red and the sun already goes,
and it gets dark wait every day
because the sun they do not want to go ever
for the days they were not in a hurry
and the hours do not want to escape
because waiting, and waiting, and waiting
and do you want to tomorrow, but it is still yesterday,
it makes sad, it is sad to wait!
And are made lenses the mornings and afternoons
when waiting you revealed the anxiety.
And are grey with long slow afternoons
so do you feel with your heart round,
because you feel that you have the soul dead
and you see everything, all over the world very confused
because you are with the doors closed
and closed as a dog rabid,
it gets dark, it gets dark wait!
And make gray the hours of waiting
when it doesn't rain but voices in the sky rainy.
That is made long, the grey-waiting
when the end you feel close to both
when some days ago that neither xiules or you sing
and some time ago you took the last smile
when in the heart you feel the death and you espantes
to think maybe this is the last warning,
it becomes grey, it is grey wait!