Текст и перевод песни Brams - El Meu Cor Pertany Al Papa
El Meu Cor Pertany Al Papa
My Heart Belongs to the Pope
Quan
un
xicot
em
fa
la
cort
When
a
guy
tries
to
court
me
Sento
com
la
sang
se
m'escalfa
I
feel
blood
rushing
to
my
face
I
em
ragen
uns
sucs
que
em
mullen
els
malucs
And
juices
bubble
within
that
make
me
wet
Però
el
meu
cor
pertany
al
papa
But
my
heart
belongs
to
the
pope
Si
he
d'explicar
la
veritat
If
I
must
tell
the
truth
De
cardar
em
moro
de
ganes
I
dream
about
getting
it
on
Però
me
n'estaré,
no
estaria
bé
But
I'll
hold
back,
it
wouldn't
be
right
Perquè
el
meu
cor
pertany
al
papa
Because
my
heart
belongs
to
the
pope
El
meu
cor
pertany
al
papa
My
heart
belongs
to
the
pope
Pensant
en
ell
sempre
em
fico
al
llit
I
often
think
of
him
in
my
bed
Ell
ha
d'oferir
el
meu
cos
verge
He
must
give
my
body
away
A
l'home
que
ha
de
ser
el
meu
marit
To
the
man
who
shall
be
my
husband
Ell
té
la
clau
que
obre
el
candau
He
has
the
key
that
opens
the
lock
Aquell
que
la
xona
em
txapa
That
makes
the
seal
tight
I
et
serà
en
va
cridar
al
manyà
And
it
will
be
no
use
to
call
the
locksmith
Perquè
el
meu
cor
pertany
al
papa
Because
my
heart
belongs
to
the
pope
Totes
les
nits
amb
els
meus
dits
Every
night,
with
my
own
hands
La
luxúria
m'esgarrapa
Lust
fills
me
with
a
burning
desire
I
només
ells
coneixen
la
meva
pell
And
they
alone
know
the
touch
of
my
skin
Perquè
el
meu
cor
pertany
al
papa
Because
my
heart
belongs
to
the
pope
El
meu
cor
pertany
al
papa
My
heart
belongs
to
the
pope
Pensant
en
ell
sempre
em
fico
al
llit
I
often
think
of
him
in
my
bed
Ell
ha
d'oferir
el
meu
cos
verge
He
must
give
my
body
away
A
l'home
que
ha
de
ser
el
meu
marit
To
the
man
who
shall
be
my
husband
El
meu
cor
pertany
al
papa
My
heart
belongs
to
the
pope
Pensant
en
ell
sempre
em
fico
al
llit
I
often
think
of
him
in
my
bed
Ell
ha
d'oferir
el
meu
cos
verge
He
must
give
my
body
away
A
l'home
que
ha
de
ser
el
meu
marit
To
the
man
who
shall
be
my
husband
El
meu
cor
pertany
al
papa
My
heart
belongs
to
the
pope
Pensant
en
ell
sempre
em
fico
al
llit
I
often
think
of
him
in
my
bed
Ell
ha
d'oferir
el
meu
cos
verge
He
must
give
my
body
away
A
l'home
que
ha
de
ser
el
meu
marit
To
the
man
who
shall
be
my
husband
El
meu
cor
pertany
al
papa
My
heart
belongs
to
the
pope
Pensant
en
ell
sempre
em
fico
al
llit
I
often
think
of
him
in
my
bed
Ell
ha
d'oferir
el
meu
cos
verge
He
must
give
my
body
away
A
l'home
que
ha
de
ser
el
meu
marit
To
the
man
who
shall
be
my
husband
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