Текст и перевод песни Mishima - Un tros fe fang

Un tros fe fang

Tu no saps com em fas sentir;
Com un ninot fora la caixa,
Tant petit i 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;
El que tinc d'or et sembla una llauna,
Jo m'arrugo i vaig oxidant-me.
El que trobo dolç a tu t'amarga.
I per allargar la tonteria,
El que ens cremava avui està ofegant-me.
I per allargar la tonteria,
El que ens cremava avui està ofegant-me.

Tu no saps com em fas sentir,
Tu no saps com em fas sentir,
Tu no saps com em fas sentir,
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 out of its box,
So small and insignificant.
In your hands, a lump of clay.
You don't know how you make me feel.
Like an idiot,
Counting the lost time
Between an "I'll see you soon" and an "I can't today".

You don't know how to recognize me;
What I have of gold seems like tin to you,
I'm wrinkling and rusting.
What I find sweet is bitter to you.
And to prolong the nonsense,
What was burning us today is choking me.
And to prolong the nonsense,
What was burning us today is choking me.

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,
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.