Un Mundo de Llocos
Tan sólo tenemos lo que merecemos
y tarde o temprano
vamos a acabar muy mal.
Ta too revuelto y dicen los vieyos
qu´al pasu que vamos
esto tien qu´arreventar.
Primero la guerra, después pasar fame
y calamidaes
y too pa qué, pa qué?
Ye un mundo de llocos,
de llocos d´atar,
ya sé que nosotros
nun lu vamos a cambiar.
Andamos metíos en un sacu podre
por mas que lu remienden
va romper per utru llau.
Salieron de una y entraron en otra
y meten la gamba
onde nadie los llamó.
Algunes razones son tan peregrines
que cuando les oyes
dante ganes de cantar.
Ye un mundo de llocos,
de llocos d´atar,
ya sé que nosotros
nun lu vamos a cambiar.
A World of Crazies
We only have what we deserve
and sooner or later
we are going to end up very badly.
Everything is messed up and the old folks say
that at the rate we're going
this has to explode.
First the war, then hunger
and calamities
and all for what, for what?
It's a world of crazies,
of crazy people,
I know that we
won't change it.
We are stuck in a rotten bag
no matter how much they mend it
it will break on the other side.
They came out of one and entered another
and they mess up
where nobody called them.
Some reasons are so absurd
that when you hear them
you feel like singing.
It's a world of crazies,
of crazy people,
I know that we
won't change it.