Quin Dia Feia, Amics... - Manel перевод на английский

Quin Dia Feia, Amics...

Quin dia feia, amics!
Quin dia feia, amics...

La dolça Adela va venir amb el mapa d'un lloc nou per descobrir
Amb les claus d'una moto que ens deixava el seu veí.

Quin dia feia, amics!

L'Adela deia "sóc aquí per rodolar entre la civada
I tocar-nos fort en el molí, contant ocells que emigren, fugint d'un país gris"

Quin dia feia, amics
No n'heu vist molts així
I l'Adela volia passar-lo amb mi!

I vaig girar-me i li vaig dir que seria divertit
I vaig girar-me i li vaig dir que bucòlic i bonic
I vaig girar-me i li vaig dir "la propera clar que vinc"
I vaig girar-me i li vaig dir, i vaig girar-me i li vaig dir:

Ara no, no, no! No m'interrompis!
No veus que estava inspiradíssim escrivint-te una cançó?
Ja s'aclarien els contorns d'un gran tema pop folk
Que congelarà per sempre això tan especial que hi ha entre els dos.
Que hi ha entre els dos...

Ara no, no, no! No m'interrompis!
No veus que estava inspiradíssim escrivint-te una cançó?
Ara que em quedava un vers per rimar amb els teus cabells,
Ara que quasi es pot sentir l'olor de la teva pell en el paper,
En el paper...

What an ugly day, my friend...

What an ugly day, my friend!
What an ugly day, my friend...

Sweet Adela came with a map of a new place to discover
With the keys to a motorcycle that her neighbor had left us.

What an ugly day, my friend!

Adela said, "I'm here to roll around in the oats
And touch us hard in the mill, counting the migrating birds, fleeing from a gray country"

What an ugly day, my friend
You haven't seen many like this
And Adela wanted to spend it with me!

And I turned around and told her it would be fun
And I turned around and told her it would be beautiful and bucolic
And I turned around and told her, "Next time, I'll definitely come"
And I turned around and told her, and I turned around and told her:

Not now, no, no! Don't interrupt me!
Can't you see that I was very inspired writing you a song?
The outlines of a great pop folk song are already becoming clear
That will freeze forever this special thing that exists between the two of us.
That exists between the two of us...

Not now, no, no! Don't interrupt me!
Can't you see that I was very inspired writing you a song?
Now that I had one verse left to rhyme with your hair,
Now that you can almost smell your skin on the paper,
On the paper...