Vida
Quimi Portet Lyrics
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tinc un minut de desconcert;
qui sóc? Què faig? …i què tinc?
Faig inventari i ho veig:
Tinc vida;
arregladeta i feta a mida,
circumstancial i eixerida;
Vida;
bogeria desvergonyida,
provisional però escotorida;
no ens siguis cruel ni ensopida, no.
Causes perdudes,
ja podeu comptar amb mi
per posar en qüestió tot el que sembla bo.
Dones barbudes,
homes pelats, vestals mamelludes;
no els demanis pas què fan, fan la viu-viu.
Tot el que dic són mentides,
tot el que dic són veritats;
al final són les mateixes parides
les dels herois i els covards.
Vida;
de tots colors, de totes mides,
feta de temps i d'autopistes
que porten als lloc més sinistres del món.
Vida;
he fet un baixon però tinc vida,
provisional però escotorida;
no em siguis cruel ni ensopida, no.
The song "Vida" by Quimi Portet contemplates the confusion and introspection that arises every day when we wake up, unsure of who we are, what we are doing, and what we have. In the first verse, the singer describes the initial moment of disorientation that quickly turns into self-reflection. It is only after a quick inventory that they discover they have life, and that it comes in various forms. The chorus emphasizes how life is boisterous and temporary, but it should not be treated cruelly or soddenly, indicating that it is something worth cherishing.
The second verse touches on the idea of lost causes and the singer's determination to challenge established ideas. Quimi Portet suggests that even if they are unconventional or seemingly strange, they are valid and deserving of respect. The following lines introduce a fast-paced barrage of imagery that includes bearded women, bald men, and breastfeeding priestesses. The chorus returns to emphasize the kaleidoscopic nature of life itself.
The last verse is the most ambiguous and poetic, indulging in wordplay and paradox wherever possible. Quimi Portet declares that everything they say is either a lie or the truth, admitting that even their contradictions are valid. The last two lines appear to be a repetition of the chorus, urging the listener to be kind and gentle with the transience of life.
Overall, "Vida" presents an existential exploration of consciousness and presence, framed by Quimi Portet's distinctive musical style.
Line by Line Meaning
En llevar-me cada dia
tinc un minut de desconcert;
qui sóc? Què faig? …i què tinc?
Faig inventari i ho veig:
Every day when I wake up, I feel confused for a minute, and I start asking myself important questions like who I am, what I do, and what I have, and start taking inventory of my life to find the answers.
Tinc vida;
arregladeta i feta a mida,
circumstancial i eixerida;
deixondida sota la pluja i el sol.
I have a life that has been customized to fit me perfectly, but it is also flexible and adaptable to the changing circumstances of my life, and it experiences both the good and the bad times.
Vida;
bogeria desvergonyida,
provisional però escotorida;
no ens siguis cruel ni ensopida, no.
Life is a wild ride that's unpredictable, temporary, and full of surprises, but it's also fragile, and I hope life doesn't treat me too badly.
Causes perdudes,
ja podeu comptar amb mi
per posar en qüestió tot el que sembla bo.
Dones barbudes,
homes pelats, vestals mamelludes;
no els demanis pas què fan, fan la viu-viu.
I support lost causes, and I'm willing to question everything that seems established. I don't judge people based on their appearance, and I respect everyone's freedom to do what they want with their lives.
Tot el que dic són mentides,
tot el que dic són veritats;
al final són les mateixes parides
les dels herois i els covards.
Sometimes what I say is true, sometimes it's not, but in the end, my words are just like everyone else's, whether they come from a hero or a coward.
Vida;
de tots colors, de totes mides,
feta de temps i d'autopistes
que porten als lloc més sinistres del món.
Vida;
he fet un baixon però tinc vida,
provisional però escotorida;
no em siguis cruel ni ensopida, no.
Life has all kinds of experiences, big and small, and it's shaped by time and the choices I make. Life can take me to some dark places, but I'm still alive, even after making some bad decisions. Life is temporary, beautiful, and unpredictable, and I hope it treats me kindly.
Contributed by Aubrey C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.