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Pare

Joan Manuel Serrat
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PAREFATHER
Pare
digueu-me què
li han fet al riu
que ja no canta.
Rellisca
com un barb
mort sota un pam
d'escuma blanca.
Father,
tell me what have they done to the river
that it’s not singing.
It slips
like a barbel
dead upon an inch
of white foam.
Pare
que el riu ja no és el riu.
Pare
abans que torni l'estiu
amagui tot el que és viu.
Father,
the river is not the river anymore.
Father,
before the summer comes back
hide everything that is living.
Pare
digueu-me què
li han fet al bosc
que no hi ha arbres.
A l'hivern
no tindrem foc
ni a l'estiu lloc
per aturar-se.
Father,
tell me what
have they done to the forest
for there is no trees.
In winter
we’ll have no fire
neither in summer a place
to stop by.
Pare
que el bosc ja no és el bosc.
Pare
abans de que no es faci fosc
ompliu de vida el rebost.
Father,
the forest is not the forest anymore.
Father,
before it gets dark
fill with life the pantry.
Sense llenya i sense peixos, pare,
ens caldrà cremar la barca,
llaurar el blat entre les enrunes, pare
i tancar amb tres panys la casa
i deia vostè...
Without wood and without fishes, father,
we’ll must burn the boat,
mow the wheat between the ruins, father,
and close the house with three bolts
and you were saying…
Pare
si no hi ha pins
no es fan pinyons
ni cucs, ni ocells.
Father,
if there’s no pines
pinions won’t be made
nor worms, nor birds.
Pare
on no hi ha flors
no es fan abelles,
cera, ni mel.
Father,
where there’s no flowers
are not made bees,
beeswax, nor honey.
Pare
que el camp ja no és el camp.
Pare
demà del cel plourà sang.
El vent ho canta plorant.
Father,
the camp is not the camp anymore.
Father,
tomorrow from the sky shall rain blood.
Crying the wind is singing it.
Pare
ja són aquí...
Monstres de carn
amb cucs de ferro.
Father,
they are already here…
Monsters of flesh
with iron worms.
Pare
no, no tingueu por,
i digueu que no,
que jo us espero.
Father
no, don’t be afraid,
and say no,
for I await you.
Pare
que estan matant la terra.
Pare
deixeu de plorar
que ens han declarat la guerra.
Father,
they are killing the earth.
Father,
stop crying
for they have declared us war.


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