Текст и перевод песни Albert Plá - Vida d' un gat

Vida d' un gat

El seu pare era un vell gat gordo i coix
I sa mare una gata de carrer
I ell va néixer una nit sota la pluja
Però sa mare morí al part
I el seu pare d'un infart
I va quedar abandonat pel mig dels prats
Moriria de gana moriria congelat
Però sort que era un gat i tenia set vides
No tenia ni pares ni un amic
Ni un padrí de família que el cuidés
I així solitari justet amb uns dies de vida
Va arrossegar el cos per un camí per la ciutat
Però va ser en creuar una carretera
Que un camió va i l'atropella en un pas zebra
Però sort que era un gat i tenia set vides
I va sentir-se deprimit dèbil agobiat
Tan esclafat sota el camió
Veia que no podia que no podia respirar
Però per res la vida no volia deixar

Ferit i amb la por a la mort
Va seguir una nena i la nena el va agafar
Va acollir-lo en braços va posar-li un nom ridícul
Se l'endugué a casa seva i va mostrar-lo a la família
Però un pare sense escrúpols que l'agafa per l'esquena
I mentre renyava la nena el va tirar per la finestra
Però sort que era un gat i tenia set vides
Set pisos de caiguda i quedà viu sobre l'acera
Rebentat i destrossat però hi ha més vides que l'esperen
Hi ha vida hi ha vida

Però aconseguí aixecar-se aconseguí caminar
Aconseguí creuar la ciutat fins al port
I va va veure el mar i va veure un peix
Va acostar-se al moll però va relliscar
I va caure a l'aigua va sentir-se perdut
Ho tenia clar moriria ofegat
Però sort que era un gat i tenia set vides
Era patètic veure com s'enganxava a la vida
Xapotejant cap a un barco que es llargava mar endintre
I aconseguí pujar-s'hi mig ofegat mort de pena
Va passar tota la infància dintre d'un vaixell de pesca

Set mesos després va desembarcar
En una terra estranya apocalíptica i ingrata
Les cases mig destruïdes de gent morta o bé matant-se
I un merder de crits histèrics de terrors i focs i nervis
I de cop una bomba li va petar sota els peus
I va sortir volant pels aires despedint-se de la vida
Però sort que era un gat i tenia set vides
I en aquell país de merda hi havia guerra hi havia guerra
I on reina la violència t'acribillen per la jeta
El cos ple de metralla que es es moria que es moria
Quan va esdevenir un prodigi que ell no hagués esperat mai

Una gata preciosa i piadosa el recollí
I amb el temps i unes carícies va curar-li les ferides
I es tirà follant els dies que passà en convalescència
Però la gateta ocultava que estimava un altre gat
Què dic un gat si allò era un tigre
Que ho va descobrir unmal dia va jurar que els mataria
Això era un lio de faldilles
Però sort que era un gat i tenia set vides
Imagineu aquella bèstia una espècie de legionari
Reclamant com a venjança lenta mort pels dos amants
La gata quedà morta desgarrada a esgarrapades
I ell de què sino s'escapa perseguit com una rata

Van acabar-se els tiros i eren temps de pau
De pau però misèria de penes i gana
I un dia el gat tornà a sentir que el seu cos levitava
Que el seu cos desafiava tota llei de gravetat
Per les potes l'agafaven i del terra l'aixecaven
I una veu il.lusionada que el mirava i exclamava
Yujúúú família avui per dinar tenim gat a la brasa
Però sort que era un gat i tenia set vides
Va sortir per poter de miracle que no el pesquen
Que no acaba com un plat de subsistència
A la postguerra hi ha gana hi ha gana

Havien passat set vides però el gatet mai no es moria
La veritat no comprenia la gràcia d'aquesta vida
I ara tan sols s'arrastrava sols errava sols vagava
Ara era un vell gatot de merda despreciat per tot el món
Que era el pot de les hòsties que és que estava cremat
Però hostia puta quina vida més perra que tenia
I per desgràcia era un gat i tenia set vides.

A Cat's Life

His father was an old, fat, limping cat
And his mother, a stray from the street
He was born one rainy night
But his mother died in labor
And his father from a heart attack
And he was left abandoned in the middle of the fields
He would die of hunger, he would freeze to death
But luckily he was a cat and had seven lives
He had no parents, no friends
No family godfather to care for him
And so, lonely, barely a few days old
He dragged his body down a path through the city
But it was while crossing a road
That a truck went and hit him at a zebra crossing
But luckily he was a cat and had seven lives
And he felt depressed, weak, overwhelmed
So crushed under the truck
He saw that he couldn't, he couldn't breathe
But for nothing in the world did he want to give up on life

Injured and fearing death
He followed a girl and the girl took him in
She held him in her arms, gave him a ridiculous name
Took him home and showed him to the family
But a ruthless father grabbed him by the back
And while scolding the girl, threw him out the window
But luckily he was a cat and had seven lives
Seven floors he fell and remained alive on the sidewalk
Broken and shattered, but there were more lives waiting for him
There is life, there is life

But he managed to get up, he managed to walk
He managed to cross the city to the port
And he saw the sea and he saw a fish
He approached the dock but slipped
And fell into the water, he felt lost
He was sure he would drown
But luckily he was a cat and had seven lives
It was pathetic to see how he clung to life
Splashing towards a boat that was heading out to sea
And he managed to climb on, half-drowned, heartbroken
He spent his entire childhood on a fishing boat

Seven months later he disembarked
In a strange, apocalyptic and ungrateful land
The houses half-destroyed, of people dead or killing each other
And a mess of hysterical screams, terrors, fires and nerves
And suddenly a bomb exploded under his feet
And he went flying through the air, saying goodbye to life
But luckily he was a cat and had seven lives
And in that shitty country there was war, there was war
And where violence reigns they riddle you with bullets
His body full of shrapnel, he was dying, he was dying
When a miracle happened that he had never expected

A beautiful and pious cat picked him up
And with time and some caresses, healed his wounds
And he spent his convalescence fucking like crazy
But the little cat hid the fact that she loved another cat
What do I say cat, that thing was a tiger
He discovered it one bad day and swore he would kill them
This was a love triangle mess
But luckily he was a cat and had seven lives
Imagine that beast, a kind of legionary
Demanding as a slow revenge death for the two lovers
The cat was left dead, torn to shreds
And how else could he escape, pursued like a rat

The shots were over and it was a time of peace
Peace but misery, hardship and hunger
And one day the cat felt his body levitating again
That his body defied all laws of gravity
They grabbed him by the legs and lifted him off the ground
And an excited voice looked at him and exclaimed
Yujúúú family, today for dinner we have grilled cat
But luckily he was a cat and had seven lives
He miraculously escaped without being caught
Without ending up as a subsistence dish
In the postwar period there is hunger, there is hunger

Seven lives had passed, but the kitten never died
The truth is, he didn't understand the point of this life
And now he just crawled, just wandered, just roamed
Now he was an old shitty cat, despised by the whole world
He was the punching bag, he was burnt out
But holy shit, what a shitty life he had
And unfortunately he was a cat and had seven lives.