Vertaling van: Blof - Barcelona

The 30th storey wasn't high enough for me
I was lookig out over the city, over the water
I was searching for something of yours
But found only something of my own
That told me nothing, that was for later

I was sitting in Parc Guell between mosaics by Gaudi*
Everything in my head and in my heart
Was so broken and so black and blue
Up and down La Rambla,** I heard intense music
But I knew that I was changed forever

And there was nothing in Barcelona
Nothing in Barcelona
There was nothing in Barcelona
Nothing in Barcelona

More than once, I though I saw you in this city
That you, somewhere, just for a moment, were wating for me
At a table in the middle
But when I looked properly there was nothing
A vision broken in two by a thought

I ate on the street, and drank through deep valleys
Let me ride through the city, past the whores, the pubs and the ports
From north to south and nothing to pick up anywhere
And I knew that I was changed forever

And there was nothing in Barcelona
Nothing in Barcelona
There was nothing in Barcelona
Nothing in Barcelona

Once I'll come back, will I follow Picasso
The harsh pithy strokes of a thrilling brush
A memory in advance, the memory of you
How you weren't there, and how you'd never go there
Painted in your favourite yellow

Then there is something in Barcelona
Something in Barcelona
There was nothing in Barcelona
Nothing in Barcelona

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