Paraula de Senyor
No me importa que me digan que te quiero, me han pagao
Mucho dinero, para vender este cuerpo
Estoy cansada, ser tocada y deseada, contra mi voluntad
Y por eso me voy a tu isla, me refugio en tu mirada, me
Recojo en tu confianza
Ando descalza por la inseguridad
Au venga nina! No se'n xerri més! Posa't guapa i vés a
Cercar es passaport
Mort donaré jo a qui s'hi oposi, això per a tu no es vida
Vida mia, tu no ets flor que se pugui trepitjar
Paraula
De senyor
Y de repente me hallo con otra gente, me enfrento a otra
Cultura, aparento estar contenta
Parecen buenos, ya no me fio de nada, pero estoy enamorada
Mas la demencia hace acto de presencia, pues las malas
Lenguas dicen que voy por su fortuna
Y ya la luna no me quiere brillar
Au va morena! Que això val la pena! Que els meus són
Collonuts, i se queden muts quan te veuen
Mira, això és
Cosa de dos, i ara tens un món hermós que d'un bon tros és
Molt millor, ja ningú no t'és superior
Paraula de senyor
Word of the Lord
I don't care if they tell me they love you, they have paid me
A lot of money, to sell this body
I'm tired, of being touched and desired, against my will
And that's why I'm going to your island, I take refuge in your gaze, I
Find solace in your trust
I walk barefoot through insecurity
Come on, girl! Don't worry anymore! Get dressed up and go
Get the passport
I will give death to those who oppose it, this is not life for you
My life, you are not a flower to be stepped on
Word
Of the Lord
And suddenly I find myself with other people, facing another
culture, pretending to be happy
They seem nice, I no longer trust anything, but I'm in love
But madness makes an appearance, as the bad
Tongues say I'm after their fortune
And now the moon doesn't want to shine for me
Come on, brunette! This is worth it! My people are
Brave, and they stay silent when they see you
Look, this is
A two-way thing, and now you have a beautiful world that is
Much better by far, no one is superior to you
Word of the Lord