Текст и перевод песни Brams - Sants collons (La guerra de la verdulaire part I)

Sants collons (La guerra de la verdulaire part I)

Aquí, la llibertat d'expressió vol dir haver de sentir xerrrar sempre els mateixos paios
Volguem, o no.
Aquí, quan parlen de societat es refereixen a un torero i l'amante de l'exdona
Del seu cunyat.
Tenen els sants collons de voler servir d'exemple a d'altres nacions
Presentant com a model de democràcia un cap d'estat
Que amb el vot d'en Franco i prou va ser triat.
Aquí la democràcia vol dir que el poble pot triar els gestors dels oligarques,
En eleccions.
Aquí, quan diuen pau vol dir un democràtic estat de setge voluntari. Quan diuen pau,
Diuen esclau.

Enfilats en els vots canvien els mots tots els devots marxen capcots amb el benentès que
El significat de les paraules han pres és el més adequat i és que, ara de cop, sense haver
Avisat tots plegats entenen per blanc allò que era gris, sempre havia estat gris, tota la puta
Vida gris, i encara sembla gris, però, no gris pal·lid, no, gris-gris. No ho entenc.
Segurament ho veig malament. Deu ser blanc si coincideixen l'Aznar i els diaris i els
Noticiaris i els columnistes i onze ministres i els tertulians tan consens ja fa dubtar.

Tot i que ho veig gris, clarament gris, si tots coincideixen que és blanc, serà que és blanc
Per gris que ho vegi no crec que menteixi tot el meu voltant. I té collons diria que és gris,
Potser ho fa la llum o potser m'ho fan els ulls. Ho hauria jurat. M'hauré malfixat.
Ara la qüestió és no dir que és gris, assumir que és blanc tot i que encara no ho tinc molt
Clar perquè corre el rumor que els que ho veiem gris fem molta pudor. I estem mig sonats i
Som molt dolents per voler confondre la gent que és feliç creien que el gris no existeix
Que és un invent de quatre matatsper posar en qüestió la constitució, aquesta paleta d'un
Sol color per pintar de balnc, la ment de la gent o del to que els convingui en cada moment.

Holy balls (The greengrocer's war part I)

Here, freedom of speech means having to listen to the same guys chit-chatting all the time
Whether we like it or not.
Here, when they talk about society they mean a bullfighter and the mistress of the ex-wife
Of his brother-in-law.
They have the holy balls to want to set an example for other nations
Presenting as a model of democracy a head of state
Who was elected with Franco's vote and that was enough.
Here democracy means that the people can choose the managers of the oligarchs,
In elections.
Here, when they say peace they mean a democratic state of voluntary siege. When they say peace,
They say slave.

Perched on the votes they change the words all the devotees march stubbornly with the understanding that
The meaning of the words they have taken is the most appropriate and it is that, now suddenly, without having
Warned all together they understand by white what was gray, had always been gray, all fucking
Pale gray life, and still looks gray, but, not pale gray, no, gray-gray. I do not get it.
I probably see it wrong. It must be white if Aznar and the newspapers agree and the
News and the columnists and eleven ministers and the talk show hosts such consensus already makes you doubt.

Even though I see it gray, clearly gray, if they all agree that it is white, it must be white
However gray I see it, I don't think my whole surroundings are lying. And it takes balls, I would say it's gray,
Maybe the light does it or maybe my eyes do it. I would have sworn it. I must have noticed it wrong.
Now the question is not to say that it is gray, to assume that it is white even though I still don't have it very
Clear because there is a rumor that those who see it gray stink a lot. And they're half-brained and
We are very bad for wanting to confuse people who are happy believing that gray does not exist
That it is an invention of four idiots to question the constitution, this palette of a
Single color to paint the mind of people white, or whatever shade suits them at the moment.