Vinyes verdes vora el mar [English translation]

Green vines by the sea

Now that the wind doesn't rumble,

You become greener and

Your leaves are still timid.

Green vines of the coast,

You're more thin than the alfalfa

Green beside the navy blue,

Vines with the unripe fruit,

Green vines of the coast.

Green vines, sweet repose,

Near the sailboat that passes;

To the sea you bend down your body

Without tilting too much.

Green vines, loneliness

Of the green at the hottest time.

Grapes and cut-off vine stocks

Upon the shining ground;

Green vines, loneliness.

Vines that say goodbye

To the boat and the seagull,

And to the fine texture of snow

That now borns, and now dies....

Green vines of my heart...

Inside the trunk the afternoon sleeps,

Black grapes, golden vine shoots,

Water, cliffs and fear.

Green vines of my heart...

Green vines by the sea,

Green at daybreak,

Light green at the evening....

Keep us always company,

Green vines by the sea!

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