Lyrics of Benvolgut - Manel

Benvolgut (original)

Benvolgut, permet-me suposar
Que malgrat que no haguem gaudit de presentació oficial
Més o menys, així com jo, estàs assabentat
De la meva existència, de les coses que faig
Benvolgut, jo ho reconec, què hi faré, covard de mi
No és que siguis cada tarda el meu tema preferit
Vostres són les promeses que ningú ja complirà
Vostres les nits que els telèfons no paraven de sonar
Però sí que et vaig veient en discos que al final no et vas endur
I alguns quina meravella, i alguns que mai tindràs prou lluny
Benvolgut, i en un somriure que fa sola caminant
I en aquella foto antiga oblidada en un calaix
Heu parat una furgoneta aprofitant
La vista privilegiada d’una ciutat
Tu assenyales l’absis romànic d’una catedral i sou joves i forts!
I sentiu l’eternitat al vostre davant!
I, benvolgut, ni sospiteu que gent com jo
Estem esperant
I que simpàtics que se us veu, i quin mal devia fer
I m’ho imagino —o ho intento— i t’asseguro que comprenc
Que encara avui, sense remei, tot trontolli un segon
Quan un amic amb bona fe pronuncia el vostre nom
Però vull pensar que tot va bé, i que no enyores aquells temps
Que fins i tot al recordar no saps per què però estàs content
I vas veient coses pel món que t’estan agradant tant
I agraeixes que entre els dos em féssiu créixer amagat
Amagat en mentidetes, en dubtes emprenyadors
En cada intuïció fugaç d’una vida millor
Amagat en «som molt joves per tenir res massa clar»
Amagat en «no sé què és, però, nena, no puc respirar»
Ai, benvolgut, que estrany si un dia et van fer mal
El meu amor, la meva sort, les meves mans
O el meu dit resseguint-li la columna vertebral!
Benvolgut, que ha arribat i es vol quedar!
Ai, aquests dits, no són senzills, de gent com jo
Que estava esperant
Benvolgut, ho deixo aquí, que sé que ets un home ocupat
Suposo que és moment d’acomiadar-me esperant
No haver-te emprenyat massa, no haver semblat un boig
Que la força ens acompanyi, adéu, fins sempre, sort!
Per si un dia ens creuem ja em disculpo, que em conec
Faré d’home seriós, esperaré darrere dret
Mentre tu li fas brometa, «veig que ara els busques alts»
Mentre tu et reivindiques com molt més elegant
Farem adéu i marxarem i ella em dirà que t’ha vist vell
I, pas a pas, ja estaràs tan lluny
Com el cretí que abans d’entrar a Història li tocava el cul
Arrambant-la contra els arbres del costat d’un institut
Ai, pobrets meus, com s’haguessin espantat
Si entre els matolls, sortim tu i jo dient
«Ei, aquí els senyors, estem esperant
Xicots, aneu fent lloc
Que estem esperant»

(translation)

Dear, let me guess
That despite the fact that we did not enjoy an official presentation
More or less, just like me, you're aware
Of my existence, of the things I do
Dear, I admit, what will I do, coward of me
Not that you're my favorite subject every afternoon
Yours are the promises that no one will ever fulfill
Your nights the phones kept ringing
But I did see you on records that in the end you didn't take away
And some what a wonder, and some you will never get far enough
Dear, and in a smile that makes you walk alone
And in that old photo forgotten in a drawer
You stopped a van taking advantage
The privileged view of a city
You point to the Romanesque apse of a cathedral and you are young and strong!
And feel eternity before you!
And, dear, you don't even suspect people like me
We are waiting
And how nice it looks to you, and what harm it must have done
And I guess — or I try — and I assure you I understand
That even today, without remedy, everything falters for a second
When a friend in good faith pronounces your name
But I want to make sure everything goes well, and that you don't miss those times
That even when you remember you don't know why but you're happy
And you see things in the world that you like so much
And thank you for making me grow up hidden between the two of you
Hidden in lies, in enterprising doubts
In every fleeting intuition of a better life
Hidden in "we are too young to have anything too clear"
Hidden in "I don't know what it is, but girl, I can't breathe"
Alas, dear, how strange if one day they hurt you
My love, my luck, my hands
Or my finger tracing his spine!
Dear, who has arrived and wants to stay!
Alas, these fingers are not simple, from people like me
That was waiting
Dear, I leave it here, that I know you are a busy man
I guess it's time to dump her and move on
Not to have gotten too angry, not to have looked crazy
May the force be with us, goodbye, good luck forever!
In case we cross paths one day I apologize, I know myself
I'll be a serious man, I'll wait right back
While you're kidding, "I see you're looking for them high now."
While you claim to be much more elegant
We'll say goodbye and leave, and she'll tell me she saw you old
And, step by step, you will be so far away
Like the idiot who touched his ass before he got into history
Climbing against the trees next to a high school
Oh, my poor thing, how scared they would be
If between the bushes, you and I go out saying
"Hey, gentlemen, we're waiting
Guys, keep making room
What are we waiting for?