Marina Rossell - Ball secret (Englisch Übersetzung)

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Ball secret

[Tornada:]
Per què el Setembre fon la llum
de la barca i del blat
i s'emporta l'esperança
que a l'estiu brodava d'or?
 
Jo vull guardar dins els meus ulls
el batec que has deixat
com si fos tota la dansa
la claror del teu record.
 
Així, cada passa que feies
era una metzina
que mata l'enyor
Així, cada cop que somreies
clavaves l'espina
d'un dia que és mort.
 
[Tornada:]
Per què el Setembre fon la llum
de la barca i del blat
i s'emporta l'esperança
que a l'estiu brodava d'or?
 
Jo vull guardar dins els meus ulls
el batec que has deixat
com si fos tota la dansa
la claror del teu record.
 
Així, cada salt que guanyaves
era una teranyina
que m'estreny el cor.
Així, cada nit que em donaves
va ser com un himne
del teu abandó.
 
[Tornada:]
Per què el Setembre fon la llum
de la barca i del blat
i s'emporta l'esperança
que a l'estiu brodava d'or?
 
Jo vull guardar dins els meus ulls
el batec que has deixat
com si fos tota la dansa
la claror del teu record.
 
Von Metodius am Sa, 26/05/2018 - 12:36 eingetragen
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Englisch Übersetzung

Secret Dance

[Chorus:]
Why is it that September destroys the light
From the boats and the wheat fields
And takes away that hope
That Summer embroidered in gold?
 
I want to keep, inside my eyes
The heartbeat that you've left behind,
As if the only dance (in this world)
Where the brightness of my memory of you.
 
Thus, each step you made
Was poison,
Which kills longing.
Thus, every time that you smiled,
You'd stab me with the thorn
Of a day that has died.
 
[Chorus:]
Why is it that September destroys the light
From the boats and the wheat fields
And takes away that hope
That Summer embroidered in gold?
 
I want to keep, inside my eyes
The heartbeat that you've left behind,
As if the only dance (in this world)
Where the brightness of my memory of you.
 
Thus, every little victory you got
Was like a spiderweb
That strangled my heart.
Thus, every night that you'd give me
Was like a hymn
To your abandonment of me.
 
[Chorus:]
Why is it that September destroys the light
From the boats and the wheat fields
And takes away that hope
That Summer embroidered in gold?
 
I want to keep, inside my eyes
The heartbeat that you've left behind,
As if the only dance (in this world)
Where the brightness of my memory of you.
 
Von Metodius am Sa, 26/05/2018 - 13:06 eingetragen
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