Manel — Captatio benevolentiae song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Captatio benevolentiae" by Manel.
Lyrics
Provem d’encaixar en escenes boniques
En ports de diumenge farcits de ganivets
En grans sobretaules on els avis canten
En nits vora el foc abraçats a una manta
Es tracta de ser els simpàtics del barri
Els que ballen i ballen fins que els músics parinn
I irrompre arrogants lluint les millors gales
En discos amb dones amb feines estables
I, a vegades, ens en sortim
I, a vegades, ens en sortim
I, a vegades, una tonteria de sobte ens indica que ens en sortim
I, a vegades, una carambola de sobte ens demostren que ens en sortim
Busquem quedar bé en el retaule magnífic
Dels que van pel món amb posat monolític
I afronten la vida mirant-la a la cara
I un dia, contentes, compren flors a sa mare
Intentem trampejar per ser persones dignes
El pare modèlic que volen les filles
El de la veu greu, el de la mà forta
Que paga un vermut i que arregla una porta
I després tancar els ulls i sentir el món en calma
I dos ocellets fent piu-piu dalt d’un arbre
Havent enllestit un gran epitafi
Que arranqui somriures a tots els que passin
I, a vegades, ens en sortim
I, a vegades, ens en sortim
I, a vegades, una tonteria de sobte ens indica que ens en sortim
I, a vegades, una carambola de sobte ens demostren que ens en sortim
I, a vegades, ens en sortim
I, a vegades, ens en sortim
I, a vegades, una tonteria de sobte ens indica que ens en sortim
I, a vegades, se’ns baixa la verge i de sobte ens revela que ens en sortim
I, a vegades, contra tot pronóstic una gran bestiesa capgira allò que crèiem
lògic
Tot fent evident
Que per un moment
Ens en sortim
Lyrics translation
We try to fit in beautiful scenes
In the ports of Sunday filled with knives
In large sobretaules where the grandparents sing
In nights by the fire abraçats to a blanket
It is about being the nice of the neighborhood
Those who dance and dance until the musicians parinn
And burst arrogants wearing the finery
In discs with women with jobs stable
And, sometimes, we
And, sometimes, we
And, at times, a foolish suddenly tells us that we
And, at times, a cannon suddenly show us that we
We seek to look good in the altarpiece is magnificent
Those who took the world with made monolithic
And facing life, looking it in the face
And one day, happy, buy flowers to his mother
We navigated to be people worthy
The father a model that they want to their daughters
The deep voice, the strong hand
It pays a vermouth and that fixes a door
And then close your eyes and feel the world in calm
And two little birds by piu-piu on the top of a tree
Having completed a great epitaph
It to boot smiles to all that pass
And, sometimes, we
And, sometimes, we
And, at times, a foolish suddenly tells us that we
And, at times, a cannon suddenly show us that we
And, sometimes, we
And, sometimes, we
And, at times, a foolish suddenly tells us that we
And, sometimes, we are download the virgin and suddenly reveals to us that we
And, sometimes, against all pronóstic a great nonsense turns what we thought we
logical
Making it obvious
That for a moment
We