Bosc adormit
Maria Coma Lyrics


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Tinc por de fer-te esperar massa temps,
Tinc por de la pluja, també de la gent...

Tinc por de mi per si marxo corrent,
Tinc por de perdre'm i no ser-hi més.

Passen les hores passen les raons,
Les gotes dels arbres no em diuen qui sóc...





Passen els núvols per sobre els turons,
Passen les zebres i em diuen on sóc.

Overall Meaning

The opening two lines of Maria Coma's song Bosc adormit expresses the fear of the singer, who is afraid of making someone wait too long. They fear not only the rain, but also the presence of other people. This could indicate a sense of anxiety or social discomfort. The third line conveys the fear of leaving and disappearing, which may be related to feelings of insecurity or fear of abandonment. The final line of the verse summarizes the previous lines by emphasizing the passing of time and change, and the inability to find a stable sense of identity.


The second verse begins by acknowledging the passage of both time and reasons. The singer seems to be searching for an anchor or a sense of stability, but the natural world around them does not offer any clear answers. The passing clouds and zebras may represent the fleeting nature of life, and how difficult it can be to grasp a sense of purpose or meaning.


The song's title, "Bosc adormit," translates to "Sleeping forest," and the lyrics are highly poetic and metaphoric. The song appears to be about searching for a sense of self and belonging in a world that is constantly changing. The fear and uncertainty expressed in the lyrics may reflect the anxieties of modern life, where people often feel disconnected and lost.


Line by Line Meaning

Tinc por de fer-te esperar massa temps,
I am afraid of keeping you waiting for too long


Tinc por de la pluja, també de la gent...
I am afraid of the rain and also of the people around me


Tinc por de mi per si marxo corrent,
I am afraid of myself if I decide to run away


Tinc por de perdre'm i no ser-hi més.
I am afraid of getting lost and not being there anymore


Passen les hores passen les raons,
The hours pass by, as well as the reasons


Les gotes dels arbres no em diuen qui sóc...
The drops from the trees do not tell me who I am


Passen els núvols per sobre els turons,
The clouds pass over the hills


Passen les zebres i em diuen on sóc.
The zebras pass by and tell me where I am




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