In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Mouchos, coruxas, sapos e bruxas
Demos, trasgos e diaños, espritos das nevoadas veigas
Corvos, pintigas e meigas, feitizos das menciñeiras
Podres cañotas furadas fogar dos vermes e alimañas
Lume das santas compañas, mal de ollo, negros meigallos
Cheiro dos mortos, tronos e raios
Oubeo do can, pregón da morte, fuciño do sátiro e pé de coello
Pecadora lingua da mala muller casada con home vello
Averno de satán e belcebú, lume dos cadavres ardentes
Corpos mutilados dos indecentes
Peidos dos infernais cús, muxido da mar embravescida
Barriga inútil da muller solteira
Falar dos gatos que andan á xaneira
Guedella porca da cabra mal parida
Con este fol levantarei as chamas de este lume
Que asemella ao do inferno
Fuxirán as bruxas a cabalo das súas escobas
Índose bañar na praia das areas gordas
¡oíde, oíde!
Os ruxidos que dan as que non poden deixar
De queimarse na augardente
Quedando así purificadas
E cando este brevaxe baixe polas nosas gorxas
Quedaremos libres dos males da nosa ialma
E de todo embruxamento
Forzas do ar, terra, mar e lume, a vos fago esta chamada
Si é verdade que tendes máis poder que a humana xente
Eiquí e agora
Facede cos espritos dos amigos que están fora
Participen con nós de esta queimada
Demos, trasgos e diaños, espritos das nevoadas veigas
Corvos, pintigas e meigas, feitizos das menciñeiras
Podres cañotas furadas fogar dos vermes e alimañas
Lume das santas compañas, mal de ollo, negros meigallos
Cheiro dos mortos, tronos e raios
Oubeo do can, pregón da morte, fuciño do sátiro e pé de coello
Pecadora lingua da mala muller casada con home vello
Averno de satán e belcebú, lume dos cadavres ardentes
Corpos mutilados dos indecentes
Peidos dos infernais cús, muxido da mar embravescida
Barriga inútil da muller solteira
Falar dos gatos que andan á xaneira
Guedella porca da cabra mal parida
Con este fol levantarei as chamas de este lume
Que asemella ao do inferno
Fuxirán as bruxas a cabalo das súas escobas
Índose bañar na praia das areas gordas
¡oíde, oíde!
Os ruxidos que dan as que non poden deixar
De queimarse na augardente
Quedando así purificadas
E cando este brevaxe baixe polas nosas gorxas
Quedaremos libres dos males da nosa ialma
E de todo embruxamento
Forzas do ar, terra, mar e lume, a vos fago esta chamada
Si é verdade que tendes máis poder que a humana xente
Eiquí e agora
Facede cos espritos dos amigos que están fora
Participen con nós de esta queimada
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Conxuro (Da Queimada) Lyrics as written by Juan Carlos Marin Lopez Jesus Maria Hernandez Gil
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
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Spanish (Español): Buhos, lechuzas, sapos y brujas.
Demonios, trasgos y diablos, espíritus de las nebulosas sendas.
Cuervos, salamandras y hechizeras: hechizos de las curanderas.
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Fuego de las Santas Compañas, mal de ojo, negros hechizos, olor de los muertos, truenos y rayos.
Aullido del perro, pregón de la muerte; hocico del sátiro y pie del conejo.
Pecadora lengua de la mala mujer casada con un hombre viejo.
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¡Oíd, oíd! los rugidos que dan las que no pueden dejar de quemarse en el aguardiente quedando así purificadas.
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gallegro, i wish i understood. somethin about witches...
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