How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, ‘n’ how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, ‘n’ how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they’re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it’s washed to the sea?
Yes, ‘n’ how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes, ‘n’ how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn’t see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, ‘n’ how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, ‘n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.

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ESCOLTA-HO EN EL VENT
(Gerard Quintana i Jordi Batiste)

Per quants camins l’home haurà de passar
abans que arribi a ser algú.
Quants mars haurà de creuar un colom blanc
per dormir a la platja segur.
Quants canons més hauran de disparar
abans que per fi es quedin muts.

Això amic meu només ho sap el vent,
escolta la resposta dins del vent.

Quantes vegades podrem mirar amunt
abans d’arribar a veure el cel.
Quantes orelles haurem de tenir
per sentir com ploren arreu.
Quantes morts més ens caldran, amic meu ….
Per saber que mort massa gent

Això amic meu només ho sap el vent,
escolta la resposta dins del vent.

Quants anys podrà una muntanya existir
abans que l’ensorri la mar.
Quant temps la gent haurà de seguir
per guanyar-se la llibertat.
Quantes vegades podrem girar el cap
fingint que no ens n’hem adonat.

Això amic meu només ho sap el vent,
escolta la resposta dins del vent.

Blowin\' in the wind – Bob Dylan