In summer 1993, Oriol Farré, Juanjo Muñoz, Natxo Tarrés and Roger Farré from Manresa, joined together to start a new band. They won an award with their first record "Gossos" (1994). After a few tours in Catalonia they edited their 2nd record "En privat" in 1996. Followed by "Mandala" (1997) and "Directament" (1998, recorded in the "Teatre Conservatori" of Manresa) with the collaboration of other consolidated members of the Catalan Rock like Cris Juanico, Gerard Quintana and Pemi Fortuny. In 2000 they recorded "De viaje", their only album in Castillian so far, followed by "Cares" (2001).
In 2002 they move away from their acoustical style to start using electric guitars and drums. Their latest albums recorded are "El Jardí del Temps" (2003), "8" (2005) and Oxygen (2007).
Members
Natxo Tarrés - vocals & guitar
Roger Farré - vocals & bass
Juanjo Muñoz - vocals & guitar
Oriol Farré - vocals & guitar
Santi Serratosa - drums (from 2002 on)
Discography
Gossos - (1994)
En privat - (1996)
Mandala - (1997)
Directament - (1998)
De viaje - (2000)
Cares - (2001)
El jardí del temps - (2003)
8 - (2005)
Oxigen - (2007)
Històries
Gossos Lyrics
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Avui no sento passar el temps.
No he escollit bé el camí.
Hi han històries que no acaben bé,
També hi ha històries que no acaben...
Històries que no acaben.
Bandera negra al mar
Em disposo a saltar,
Però trobo a faltar l'aire.
No m'ha canviat la sort,
Topant sempre en el mateix lloc.
Seguint la teva pista, m'he perdut,
I torno a començar.
Quan arribi el moment , ho sabré.
Que ressonin els canons.
Pren el teu temps.
Mou.te per instint que les coses pasen devant teu.
Hi ha històries que no acaben bé,
També hi ha històries que no acaben...
Històries que no acaben.
Sento sorolls de frens,vénen del carreró,
Hi ha algú a l'habitació.
I jo amb la meva sort,
Començo un altre joc, dona'm la carta oberta.
Vull veure el que tens,
Saber el què m'amagues.
Encadenat al present,
Vull saber com acaba.
Bandera negra al mar
I una calma que espenta.
Algú m'està mirant
I una porta que es tanca.
I una porta que es tanca...
Que es tanca.
The lyrics to Gossos's song Històries speak of returning home late and feeling as though time has ceased to exist. The singer admits to having chosen the wrong path and acknowledges that some stories don't have happy endings. The feeling of being lost is echoed in the second verse as the singer talks about feeling as though they've not made any progress, and yet they're still following a trail that leads them back to the beginning. Despite this, the singer holds out hope that they will eventually figure things out and have a moment where they'll know what to do.
The chorus emphasizes the theme of stories without endings and encourages the listener to accept that not all things can be neatly wrapped up. In the final stanza, the singer hears the sounds of a door closing and feeling as though someone is watching them. The disconcerting image of being trapped and unable to move forward echoes the sentiment of feeling lost that is present throughout the song.
Overall, the lyrics to Històries are contemplative and introspective, exploring themes of choice, regret, and the uncertainty that accompanies trying to find one's way in life.
Line by Line Meaning
Ja torno a arribar tard,
I am once again arriving late
Avui no sento passar el temps.
Today, I don't feel the time passing
No he escollit bé el camí.
I haven't chosen the right path
Hi han històries que no acaben bé,
There are stories that don't end well
També hi ha històries que no acaben...
There are also stories that don't end
Històries que no acaben.
Stories that don't end
Bandera negra al mar
Black flag in the sea
I una calma que espenta.
And a calm that pushes
Em disposo a saltar,
I am preparing to jump
Però trobo a faltar l'aire.
But I am missing the air
No m'ha canviat la sort,
My luck hasn't changed
Topant sempre en el mateix lloc.
Always bumping into the same place
Seguint la teva pista, m'he perdut,
Following your trail, I got lost
I torno a començar.
And I start again
Quan arribi el moment , ho sabré.
I will know when the time comes
Que ressonin els canons.
Let the cannons sound
Pren el teu temps.
Take your time
Mou.te per instint que les coses pasen devant teu.
Move by instinct and let things happen in front of you
Sento sorolls de frens,vénen del carreró,
I hear sounds of brakes coming from the alley
Hi ha algú a l'habitació.
Someone is in the room
I jo amb la meva sort,
And I with my luck
Començo un altre joc, dona'm la carta oberta.
I start another game, give me the open card
Vull veure el que tens,
I want to see what you have
Saber el què m'amagues.
Know what you're hiding from me
Encadenat al present,
Chained to the present
Vull saber com acaba.
I want to know how it ends
Algú m'està mirant
Someone is looking at me
I una porta que es tanca.
And a door that closes
I una porta que es tanca...
And a door that closes...
Que es tanca.
That closes
Contributed by Zoe V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.