Imagina’t un nen que juga a pilota
Imagine a boy who plays football
amb el pare fent de porter.
with his dad as goalkeeper.
És diumenge al matí, són a un patí d’escola
It's Sunday morning, they are on the school playground
i no hi ha ningú al carrer.
and there is no people in the streets.
I de lluny des del cel, ells no ho veuen,
And far away in the sky, they can't see it,
però hi ha una cosa que es mou.
but there is something moving.
Només se senten les bromes del pare,
One can only heard the dad's jokes
rialles del nen que fa gol.
and the boy's laughters when he scores a goal.
I una ombra els tapa el sol lentament
And a shadow slowly hides the sun
i del cel baixa un còndor gegant
and a huge condor comes down from the sky
i envolta amb les urpes l’espatlla del nen
and it grips with the claws the boy's shoulder
i se l’emporta volant.
and takes him away flying.