Andreu Rifé — M'agrada el Ping Pong song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "M'agrada el Ping Pong" by Andreu Rifé.
Lyrics
A ningú li agrada que el truquin a casa a les cinc del matí
Em molesta molt, que m’arribis tard, amb el fred que fot, una hora aquí dret
Però que no te n’adones, que això és un suplici? No podem seguir així
Però que no te n’adones que l’amor entre els dos està tan malferit?
Per què m’atabales donant tot el dia la teva opinió?
Cal que et repeteixis dient-me el què penses de tots els meus actes?
A veure si entens que ja sóc prou grandet per caminar solet per aquests mons
de Déu
Que tu ja ets prou grandeta per parar de fer el tonto i deixar fer als demés!
Més val que ho deixem!
Que la vida són dos dies!
Que m’agrada el ping pong, mentre escolto Pink Floyd, a la llum del matí
Més val que ho deixem!
Que la vida són dos dies!
Que m’agrada el ping pong, mentre escolto Pink Floyd, a la llum del matí
Que m’agrada el ping pong, mentre escolto Pink Floyd, a la llum del matí
Ja portem dos mesos des que vas marxar, i no sé res de tu
Com a mínim podries agafar-me el telèfon, que començo a inquietar-me,
tinc ganes de sentir-te
Només et demano que parlem un moment per sentir-nos la veu
Que segur que també tu estaràs impacient, per saber sobre mi
Estic poc a casa, perquè està molt trista i li falta color
Que el meu llit se’m fa gran, que les nits se’m fan llargues, que no dormo mai
bé, el capçal que em grinyola
Em revolco amb neguit, la teva nevera feia molt menys soroll
I quan esmorzo poso el 3/24 per no sentir-me sol!
Més val que tornem!
Que jo sé que m’estimes!
I que encara no he rentat el teu mocador groc per sentir olor de tu
Més val que tornem!
Que jo sé que m’estimes!
I que encara no he rentat el teu mocador groc per sentir olor de tu
Que jo encara no he rentat el teu mocador groc per sentir olor de tu
Lyrics translation
Nobody likes to that the to call you at home at five in the morning
It bothers me a lot, that I arrive late, with the cold that give a damn, an hour here right
But don't you realize, that this is a torture? We can not continue as well
But don't you realize that the love between the two is so malferit?
Why I atabales giving all of the day your opinion?
It is necessary that you that you repeat by telling me what you think of my actions?
To see if you understand that I am already enough grandet to walk solet for these worlds
of God
That you already you're grandeta to stop making the fool and let them get to the others!
It is better that you leave!
That the life are two days!
I like the ping pong, while I listen to Pink Floyd, in the light of the morning
It is better that you leave!
That the life are two days!
I like the ping pong, while I listen to Pink Floyd, in the light of the morning
I like the ping pong, while I listen to Pink Floyd, in the light of the morning
We are already two months since you left, and I don't know nothing of you
At least could you grab me the phone, that I start to worried me,
I want to feel
Only I ask you that we talk a moment to feel the voice
That sure also you'll be impatient to know about me
I am little at home, because it is very sad and lacks color
My bed makes me great, the nights I make it long, that does not sleep never
well, the head that I creaks
I revolco with anxiety, your refrigerator was making a lot less noise
And when esmorzo I put the 3/24 to not feel alone!
It is better that we return!
I know that you love me!
And that I have not yet washed your scarf yellow to feel the smell of you
It is better that we return!
I know that you love me!
And that I have not yet washed your scarf yellow to feel the smell of you
I still have not washed your scarf yellow to feel the smell of you