Una Estona de Cel - Els Pets

Ben depressa ha dinat

S’ha tornar a afaitar

I es posa la jaqueta

Guaita mig d’amagat

Com la dona al sofà

Veu la telenovela

I li diu adéu però ella ja no el sent

Baixa l’ascensor silenciosament

I així cada dimarts

Representa que va

Aviat a la feina

Però ha quedat a aquell bar

On no hi ha mai ni un gat

Prop de Vila-seca

I com cada cop sent la tremolor

Meitat por, meitat alegria

De la barra estant

El cambrer dirà

Si vol el de sempre

Ella arribarà

Amb els ulls brillants

I per un instant

Tot s’haurà aturat

I per uns breus moments

Una estona de cel

Ja no importa el demés

Una estona de cel

El que durà un cafè

És una estona de cel

Ben depressa ha dinat

A la Universitat

S’ha pintat una mica

Sent com el campanar

Va tocant els tres quarts

S’arregla la faldilla

Agafa l’autobús i seu al davant

Només cinc minuts que no acaben

Com sempre dirà

«sento haver fet tard»

Ficant-se vermella

Ell no dirà res

Només somriurà

I per un instant

Tot s’haurà aturat

I per uns breus moments

Una estona de cel

Ja no importa el demés

Una estona de cel

El que durà un cafè

És una estona de cel

Mil cops repetint

Que no té sentit

Seguir aquesta història

Però aquest temps robat

Fa tirar endavant

Fins poder arribar

Al proper dimarts

I per uns breus moments

Una estona de cel

Ja no importa el demés

Una estona de cel

El que durà un cafè

És una estona de cel

He had lunch very quickly

He has shaved again

And he puts on his jacket

Half-hidden watch

Like the woman on the sofa

Watch the soap opera

And he says goodbye to her but she doesn't hear him anymore

Take the elevator down quietly

And so every Tuesday

It represents that it goes

Soon to work

But he stayed at that bar

Where there is never even a cat

Near Vila-seca

And how every time he feels the tremor

Half fear, half joy

From the living bar

The waiter will say

If he wants the usual

she will come

With bright eyes

And for a moment

Everything will have stopped

And for a few brief moments

A little bit of heaven

The rest doesn't matter anymore

A little bit of heaven

The one that will last a coffee

It's a little bit of heaven

He had lunch very quickly

To the University

It has been painted a little

It sounds like the bell ringer

It's playing three quarters

The skirt is fixed

Take the bus and sit at the front

Just five minutes that never end

As he will always say

"I'm sorry I'm late"

turning red

He won't say anything

He'll just smile

And for a moment

Everything will have stopped

And for a few brief moments

A little bit of heaven

The rest doesn't matter anymore

A little bit of heaven

The one that will last a coffee

It's a little bit of heaven

Repeating a thousand times

That doesn't make sense

Follow this story

But this stolen time

It gets you going

Until we can arrive

See you next Tuesday

And for a few brief moments

A little bit of heaven

The rest doesn't matter anymore

A little bit of heaven

The one that will last a coffee

It's a little bit of heaven