A la taverna del mar [English translation]

In the tavern by the sea, there's an old man sitting

With loose, whitening hair;

He reads the newspaper, for there's no one to keep him company.

He knows how other eyes look at his body with contempt,

He knows that time has flown by joylessly,

That he cannot show anymore the old bloom of the beauty he possessed...

[Chorus:]

He's old: he knows it well enough!

He's old, he feels it clearly enough...

He's old, he realizes well enough each time he cries.

He's old and he has time, far too much time to see it...

He was, he was (young) when it was still yesterday...

He was, he was (young) when it was still yesterday!

And he remembers common sense, The Great Liar;

How common sense, which brought him to this hell

Used to say when he wanted something "you'll still have time tomorrow".

And he reminisces about the pleasures that he delayed,

Every dawn filled with delight that he denied to himself,

Every lost moment that now mocks his body, aged by years passed.

[Chorus:]

He's old: he knows it well enough!

He's old, he feels it clearly enough...

He's old, he realizes well enough each time he cries.

He's old and he has time, far too much time to see it...

He was, he was (young) when it was still yesterday...

He was, he was (young) when it was still yesterday!

In the tavern by the sea, there's an old man sitting

Who, after a long time remembering and dreaming,

Has fallen asleep on the table...

• Artist:Lluís Llach
• Album:Campanades a morts (1977)