Flor groga [English translation]

We know how much you like raising your arm

calculating where does the wind come from

We’ve seen your style when you leave running

We’ve understood that you’re a wandering soul

Who leaves houses when everybody sleeps

And you like eating if you’re hungry and sleeping when you’re sleepy.

But think again because sooner or later the moment comes,

When remorse opens like a rare flower

And you feel like all the witches in the world agreed when reading your future

It’s a matter of time that you get surprised thinking you already had it,

That I believed in you

We know that 3000 adventures beat furiously far away from this spot

And that warriors get bored if there is no action

We predict that you will only die if somebody sticks a golden dagger in your heart

And that there where good people bury you a strong oak will grow

It’s almost lovely that you forget so fast that the moment always come

When remorse opens like a yellow flower

If you feel like all the witches in the world were spelling you

An ancestral rhyme that will remind you that you had it,

That I believed in you

If I woke up being a king I would call the parliament to include in the criminal law:

It is forbidden for everyone to roam the world looking for something, whose name you don’t know

Fear would be there, but this time we would learn to overcome it together

And I would never see you again telling me how good you were when you had it,

When I believed in you.