Els Pets — La Vida És Bonica (Però Complicada) song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Vida És Bonica (Però Complicada)" by Els Pets.
Lyrics
Som dilluns de Pasqua i com cada any
Jo porto la mona per al fill gran.
No és igual que altres vegades,
Algú avui no serà a taula,
Però tothom hi pensa de tant en tant.
Tres canalles costen de pujar,
Ningú no perdona i menys el banc.
Després de la feina a casa
Fas neteja a aquella escala
Del bloc on treballa el teu advocat.
I avui torna a ser dissabte,
T’obriran la porta («hola, com va?»),
Et faràs la forta («t'has aprimat»),
El menut pregunta per què encara no hi ha pare.
Quan surts i tornes a casa
El gust dels seus llavis («fins aviat»),
Fa que no t’amaguis («t'estimo tant»).
La vida és bonica però a vegades complicada,
Tant se val.
El teu home és un tros de pa Però com sempre es va deixar enredar.
Quan va sentir la condemna
Li va caure el món a terra,
Que llargs es faran aqueixos quatre anys!
Lents passen els dies, ja és Nadal;
Els petits esperen el regal.
Pels carrers la gent et mira
I et saluden amb somriures.
D’on treus tantes forces per no plorar?
I avui torna a ser dissabte,
T’obriran la porta («hola, com va?»),
Et faràs la forta («t'has aprimat»),
El menut pregunta per què encara no hi ha pare.
Quan surts i tornes a casa
El gust dels seus llavis («fins aviat»),
Fa que no t’amaguis («t'estimo tant»).
La vida és bonica però a vegades complicada,
Tant se val.
Lyrics translation
We are Easter Monday and as every year
I took the monkey to the eldest son.
It is not like other times,
Someone today will not be on the table,
But everyone thinks from time to time.
Three swine cost of climbing,
No one forgives and less to the bank.
After work at home
Do you do cleaning on that scale
Of the block where she works with your lawyer.
And today, once again, be on Saturday,
You opened the door ("hi, how was it?»),
You make the box ("have you aprimat»),
The child asks why there are still no father.
When you leave and go back home
The taste of her lips ("up soon»),
Makes you amaguis ("I love you so much").
Life is beautiful but sometimes complicated,
It doesn't matter.
Your man is a piece of bread But as always it was left bamboozled.
When he heard the sentence
You fell the world is on the ground,
That long you will do those four years!
Slow days pass, it is already Christmas;
The children wait for the gift.
In the streets people will look
And you greeted with smiles.
Where do you get so many forces to not cry?
And today, once again, be on Saturday,
You opened the door ("hi, how was it?»),
You make the box ("have you aprimat»),
The child asks why there are still no father.
When you leave and go back home
The taste of her lips ("up soon»),
Makes you amaguis ("I love you so much").
Life is beautiful but sometimes complicated,
It doesn't matter.