Слова: Dolo Beltrán.
Музыка: Caïm Riba Pastor
Carícies | Caresses |
He fet pastís de poma, l'he mossegat a estones He volgut ficar-me dins la rentadora He sortit al pati i he tornat a entrar He mirat enrere i cap endavant He demanat molt més, he dit no hi ha dret He canviat nostàlgia per coses a fer He cridat el bon temps i ha sorgit de cop Una mena d'energia que em convida a ser millor Tornada: I tu… Què has fet que em véns a buscar? I tu véns de tan lluny No la segona vegada I tan puntual He fet veure que no quan era clar que sí Però m'he vestit de blau si el dia era gris. He sortit corrent i he tornat volant I clavada al sostre no he volgut tornar Tornada I he passat de tot Perquè tot és molt I m'he cagat en tot Perquè tot és por Tornada |
I have made apple pie, I have bitten it now and again I have wanted to put myself in the washer I have gone out to the courtyard and I have gone back in I have looked back and forth I have asked for much more, I have said it is not fair I have changed nostalgia for things to do I have cried out for good weather and a form of energy Has suddenly emerged that invites me to be better Chorus: And you… What have you done that you come looking for me? And you come from so far away Not the second time And so punctually I have let it be seen as “No” when it was clearly “Yes” But I have dressed in blue if the day was grey. I have gone out running and I have returned flying And, stuck to the roof, I have not wanted to return Chorus And I have given everything a miss Because everything is a lot And I have not cared about anything Because everything is a scary Chorus |