Louisiana o Els Camps de Cotó

He says he's been doing his own thing
That he's lived in a thousand cities
That he's slept in places that were weird
And that you, mom, would have never approved
That he's happy, that everything is going well
He says he's happy, that everything is going well

There are like some coordinates
He says he'll show you, put it on Google Maps
And he says that one day, passing by
He spent the night in a village and ended up staying
That it's from here, from where he writes

He says he has a house far from everything and a four-wheel drive
And when he goes down to the village to fill the pantry, you know what happens to him?
That he's stopped by a grandpa that makes him think of someone
That makes him think of someone

He's loved girls and women
He says more than one made him lose his way
But he says with these things, you know
When you least expect it is when you get lucky
And they're fine, they're doing well

He says he has a three-year-old daughter with your eyes, dad
That he always speaks to her in Catalan and it's very funny
Because when he puts her to bed, some days he confuses
Good night and pants

He says looking back
He's very clear that he wouldn't have been happy here
But he admits that disappearing so quietly, without warning us
Is leaving with very little style
And that with time, that heals everything
Everything will fall into place

He says from the porch he sees a never-ending sky
That at night he always goes out to smoke and thinks of us
And no matter how far he is, we shouldn't be afraid
When he needs to be there, he will be

He says one day we have to go there
That we should let him know in advance, but he has spare beds