La Vida éS Bonica
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.
Life is Beautiful
We are Easter Monday and like every year
I bring the Easter cake for the eldest son.
It's not the same as other times,
someone won't be at the table today,
but everyone thinks about it from time to time.
Three scoundrels are hard to climb,
no one forgives, especially not the bank.
After work at home,
you clean that staircase
in the building where your lawyer works.
And today is Saturday again,
they will open the door ('hello, how are you?'),
you will act strong ('you've lost weight'),
the youngest asks why dad is not here yet.
When you go out and come back home,
the taste of their lips ('see you soon'),
makes you not hide ('I love you so much').
Life is beautiful but sometimes complicated,
it doesn't matter.
Your man is a good guy
but as always, he got caught up.
When he heard the sentence,
his world collapsed,
how long those four years will be!
The days pass slowly, it's already Christmas;
the little ones wait for the gift.
People look at you in the streets
and greet you with smiles.
Where do you find the strength not to cry?
And today is Saturday again,
they will open the door ('hello, how are you?'),
you will act strong ('you've lost weight'),
the youngest asks why dad is not here yet.
When you go out and come back home,
the taste of their lips ('see you soon'),
makes you not hide ('I love you so much').
Life is beautiful but sometimes complicated,
it doesn't matter.