Llavors
El vent
Em fuetejava
La cara
I per primera
Vegada
No tenia
Por.
La mort
Era taronja
Negre,
L’Amor,
La Voluntat,
Flonja,
Tossut,
El Vot.
Llavors
La gana
Es menjà
La set
I la set
Emmudí
Dins la gana.
Llavors,
No ara.
I won’t talk about
Any broken heart
There is love enough
To feed my heart
I will try again
To make a song
Where I can stand
Where I can moan.
‘Cause I need love
‘Cause I need love
I’ll make you a song
In the living room
I’ll put on my dress
Tell me, am I cool?