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Macaco "Corren" paroles

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És tard, no sé quina hora és
però és fosc fa estona.
És fàcil veure que no hi ets
ni un paper, ja poc importa.

Poso els peus a terra, vull caminar,
necessito despertar en un dia radiant
Encara em queda temps per descobrir
tot allò que m’he amagat i que no m’he volgut dir.

Corrren, corren pels carrers corren
paraules que no s’esborren,
imatges que no se’n van.

i ploren, ploren pels carrers ploren
com gotes d’aigua s’enyoren
aquells que ja no es veuran.

Macaco:
Difícil descobrir qui sóc avui
una gota em cau mentres una altra em treu la set

plou i fa sol alhora tum bala bala tum bala bala
que m’apuntava a la meva, jo mateix em disparava
raig de llum, il·lumina’m, treu-me el fum
una revolució dins meu que seudiexo i es transforma

no, no,no,no,no,no s’esborren
em conformo amb mirar-me
mirar-me d’endins cap enfora

On puc anar-te a buscar?
Nena, no és broma,
hauria d’haver estat diferent
però en un moment s’han tancat les portes

Poso els peus a terra vull caminar
necessito despertar en un dia radiant
encara em queda temps per descobrir
tot allò que t’he amagat
i que no t’he volgut dir…

corren…
ploren…

It's late, I don't know what time it is,
But it's been dark for some time.
It's easy to see that you aren't here,
nor is there anything of import.
I put my feet to the ground, I want to walk,
I need to wake up in a radiant day.
There's still time for me to discover
Everything that I've hidden and that I haven't wanted to say.

They're running, running through the streets, running
Words that won't erase, images that won't go away.
And they're crying, crying in the streets, crying
Like drops of water they miss it, what they now can't see.

Difficult to discover who I am today.
A drop falls on me while another removes my thirst.
It rains and it's sunny at the same time
Tomb, bullet, bullet
Tomb, bullet, that I agree, was my own
And I, the very same, shot myself.
Ray of light, illuminate me, remove the smoke.
A revolution inside of me, I persuade it and it transforms
It doesn't erase, I settle in to look at myself,
Look at myself from the inside out.

Where can I go to find you? Girl, it's no joke...
It would've had to be different,
but, in a moment, they closed the doors.
I put my feet to the ground, I want to walk
I need to wake up in a radiant day.
There's still time for me to discover
Everything that I've hidden and that I haven't wanted to say.

They're running, running through the streets, running
Words that won't erase, images that won't go away.
And they're crying, crying in the streets, crying
Like drops of water they miss it, what they now can't see.