Текст и перевод песни Def Con Dos - Fin de siglo

Fin de siglo

No sé si a ti te atañe, no sé si a ti te importa
Pero noto a mis amigos algo raro en sus miradas
No me reconocen, ya no me saludan
Y ahora todos llevan traje azul en vez de chupa
Ya no beben en la calle, ya no paran en los bares
Ya no mean en las esquinas, ni vomitan en los portales
Ahora madrugan, se han vuelto gente seria
Que ahorra para la vejez y vota a la derecha
No sé que pasa cuando quiero hablar con mis amigos
No cogen el teléfono, o me dicen que se han ido
No consigo dar con ellos para ir juntos a tomarla
Algo huele raro, algo no me han dicho
Y empiezo a sospechar que han sido abducidos
La abducción es un problema de todos
Por favor no me dejeis, no me dejeis solo
Fin de siglo, rodeado de abducidos
Fin de siglo, solo y sin amigos, vaya fin de siglo más jodido
No sé si a ti te atañe, no sé si a ti te importa
Pero replicas de mis amigos han salido de unas bainas
Son iguales que ellos, tienen su misma cara
Pero sé que no son ellos cuando observo sus miradas
Todos se han cortao las greñas, todos han sentao cabeza
Y lo que antes odiaban, ahora se celebra
Ya no fuman petas, ahora van de farla
Y visten polo azul, con la bandera patria
Todos felices, todos con el movil
Hablan entre ellos sobre un nuevo orden
La abducción es un problema de todos
Por favor no me dejeis, no me dejeis solo
Fin de siglo, rodeado de abducidos
Fin de siglo, solo y sin amigos, vaya fin de siglo más jodido.

End of the Century

I don't know if it concerns you, I don't know if it matters to you
But I notice something strange in my friends' eyes
They don't recognize me, they don't greet me anymore
And now they all wear blue suits instead of leather jackets
They don't drink in the streets anymore, they don't stop at the bars
They don't piss in the corners, or vomit in the hallways
Now they get up early, they've become serious people
Who save for their retirement and vote for the right wing
I don't know what happens when I want to talk to my friends
They don't answer the phone, or they tell me they've gone
I can't find them to go out and have a drink with them
Something smells fishy, something they haven't told me
And I'm starting to suspect they've been abducted
Abduction is everybody's problem
Please don't leave me, don't leave me alone
End of the century, surrounded by abductees
End of the century, alone and without friends, what a fucked up end of the century
I don't know if it concerns you, I don't know if it matters to you
But replicas of my friends have come out of pods
They look like them, they have the same faces
But I know they're not when I look in their eyes
They've all cut their hair, they've all settled down
And what they used to hate, is now celebrated
They don't smoke weed anymore, now they're into yoga
And they wear blue polo shirts with the national flag
Everyone's happy, everyone has a cell phone
They talk to each other about a new order
Abduction is everybody's problem
Please don't leave me, don't leave me alone
End of the century, surrounded by abductees
End of the century, alone and without friends, what a fucked up end of the century.