Si tanque els ulls [English translation]

If I close my eyes, I remember all the things we did

Those summer nights when we had nothing

A few empty backpacks and some train tickets

The street festivals of towns we visited

Dinner outside with a glass in our hands

Nervous butterflies in our stomachs before the show

The first songs, the early excitement

Some old guitars, flags on the balconies

The innocence on our faces, dreams in our lungs

Dancing among the fans, shouting into the wind

Running onstage, touching the sky with our fingers

Feeling like a cloud under a sea of stars

If I close my eyes, I remember all I've loved

And I hear my heart start to beat again

The simple joy, the collective excitement

About the future that is yet to be won

If I close my eyes, I remember all the things we did

Those summer nights when we had nothing

A few empty backpacks and some train tickets

If I close my eyes, I remember all the things we did

Those summer nights when we had nothing

A few empty backpacks and some train tickets

The sound of the festival thundering in my heart

Walking down the main street with the revelers

Inhibitions lost among the alleys

Sweaty kisses by the door to an apartment building

The taste of mistela on hot lips

Clothes torn by four hands

A dark staircase, a borrowed apartment

Looking out the window and seeing the town wake up

A country of white houses hugging the sea

If I close my eyes, I remember all I've loved

And I hear my heart start to beat again

The simple joy, the collective excitement

About the future that is yet to be won

If I close my eyes, I remember all the things we did

Those summer nights when we had nothing

A few empty backpacks and some train tickets

• Artist:Obrint Pas
• Album:Coratge