Els Pets — Dissimulat song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Dissimulat" by Els Pets.
Lyrics
Et vaig conèixer una tarda gris, estava a punt de tirar un penal
Per culpa teva vaig fallar un gol cantat
Duies serrell i la bata del col·legi tota bruta de fang
Des d’aquell dia el futbol no m’ha agradat
Vaig estimar-te en secret sense gosar ni dir-te «hola, què tal»
Prou que ho volia però quedava aturat
A la parada del bus cada matí arribava a l’hora puntual
Només per veure’t de lluny allà al davant
Mai no et vaig poder parlar
Mai t’ho vaig confessar
Tu vas ser el meu gran amor dissimulat
Vaig arribar a festejar aquella veïna teva plena de grans
Tan sols pel fet de poder tenir-te a prop
Era el millor per fer-la pixar de riure, em sentia especial
Però si arribaves em tallava de cop
Mai no et vaig poder parlar
Mai t’ho vaig confessar
Tu vas ser el meu gran amor dissimulat
Ahir al matí vaig tornar a trobar-te al Pryca, el teu serrell és igual
Sense poder-ho evitar ens vam creuar
Duies el carro fins dalt ple de salsitxes de porc, pobre animal
No em vas conèixer i jo em vaig fer el despistat
Pot ser vam se afortunats
De mai no haver parlat
A mi les salsitxes mai m’han agradat
Lyrics translation
Did you know an afternoon gray, was about to pull a penalty
For your fault I fail a goal sung
Duies bangs and the school overall all dirty of mud
From that day on the football I do not like
I love you in secret, without daring to or tell you "hi, how about»
Enough that I wanted it but was stopped
At the bus stop every morning was the time punctual
Only to see you far away there in the front
Never will I be able to talk
Never will I confess
You were my great love concealed
I get to celebrate that neighbor of yours full of great
Only by being able to have you near
It was the best to do the pee from laughing, I felt special
But if arribaves I hacked once
Never will I be able to talk
Never will I confess
You were my great love concealed
Yesterday morning I went back to find you at the Pryca, your bangs is equal
Without being able to avoid it, we cross
Duies the cart until the top is full of sausage, pork, poor animal
I don't you know and I do the forgetful
May be we are lucky
Of never having spoken
To me the sausage I never would have liked