Текст и перевод песни Mishima - Un tros de fang

Un tros de fang

Tu no saps com em fas sentir
Com un ninot vora la caixa,
Tant petit, insignificant.
A les teves mans, un tros de fang.
Tu no saps com em fas sentir
Com un idiota, que compta el temps perdut
Entre un ja ens veurem i un avui no puc.
Tu no saps reconèixer en mi,
Aquest ninot et sembla una llauna,
Jo m'arrugo i vaig oxidant-me.
El que trobo dolç a tu t'amarga,
I per allargar la tonteria que ens cremava
Vull estar ofegant-me

Tu no saps com em fas sentir,
Tu no saps com em fas sentir,
Tu no saps com em fas sentir...

A Lump of Clay

You don't know how you make me feel
Like a doll in front of the box,
So small, insignificant.
In your hands, just a lump of clay.
You don't know how you make me feel
Like an idiot, who counts the wasted time
Between a 'we'll meet again' and a 'not today'.
You don't know how to recognize me,
To you this doll seems like a can,
I wrinkle, and I rust.
What I find sweet, to you is bitter,
And to prolong the nonsense that burned us
I want to be drowning

You don't know how you make me feel,
You don't know how you make me feel,
You don't know how you make me feel...