Текст и перевод песни El Diluvi - Culminació

Culminació

Em preocupa el meu cul,
Senyores i senyors,
I us en demane excuses,
Però m'és molt penós.
Em preocupa el meu cul.
D'un temps ençà és negat.
Se m'ha tornat gandul,
Se'n diu alliberat.
Demana un vàter nou,
Ha dit adéu als pets,
Se'm riu dels calçotets.
Es plau en reunions
En les que parlen culs
Tibats i plens d'orgull.
Em preocupa el meu cul!
Certs papers no els admet
I més si són de lletres,
I somnia en secret
Honors i grans festetes.
Em preocupa el meu cul.
Em vol treure la feina,
La meua vida escull,
Em trau de la mà l'eina.
Em fa seure d'esquena
I encara us diré més:
Dormir a l'inrevés
Arreu em fa l'esmena
Fent-me fa ajupir el cap:
Que jo soc un cagat.
Em preocupa el meu cul!
Em preocupa el meu cul!
Em preocupa el meu cul!
Em tuteja i se'm riu
Quan em parla del cap,
I al meu cervell li diu:
De defecar, en saps!
I és que el meu cul,
A còpia de matar la cultura,
S'ha cregut ser la pròpia,
I sense cap mesura diu que ell és el cultura.
Em preocupa el meu cul!
Em preocupa el meu cul!
Em preocupa el meu cul!
En els moments precisos,
Concrets, que no puc dir,
Em fa cantar concisos
Passatges, sense respir.
De cançons i poemes
Que més val no esmentar,
Mentre va filant trenes
Que després van a mar.
I com que la tragèdia
Demostra que cultura
Amb prou feines és cul
I com que la cultura,
Amb prou feines és cul,
Em preocupa el meu cul.
Em preocupa el meu cul!
Em preocupa el meu cul!
Em preocupa el meu cul!
Em preocupa el meu cul,
Senyores i senyors,
I us en demane excuses,
Però m'és molt penós.

Completion

Darling, I'm worried about my butt,
Ladies and gentlemen,
And I apologize,
But it's very distressing to me.
I'm worried about my butt.
Lately it's been in denial,
It's become lazy,
It calls itself liberated.
It demands a new toilet,
It's said goodbye to farts,
It laughs at underpants.
It takes pleasure in meetings
Where they talk about butts,
Proud and uptight.
I'm worried about my butt!
It doesn't accept certain papers
Especially if they are lettered,
And it secretly dreams of
Honors and grand parties.
I'm worried about my butt.
It wants to take my job,
It chooses my life,
It takes the tool out of my hand.
It makes me sit down
I'll tell you more:
It makes me sleep upside down
It corrects me everywhere
Making me bow my head:
That I am a coward.
I'm worried about my butt!
I'm worried about my butt!
I'm worried about my butt!
It tutees me and laughs at me
When it talks to me about my head,
And says to my brain:
You know how to defecate!
And that's because my butt,
By dint of killing the culture,
Believed itself to be the culture,
And without any measure says that it is the culture.
I'm worried about my butt!
I'm worried about my butt!
I'm worried about my butt!
At the precise moments,
Specific ones, which I can't say,
It makes me sing concise
Passages without breathing.
Of songs and poems
That are better not mentioned,
While it's braiding braids
That are going to sea.
And just as the tragedy
Shows that culture
Is hardly butt,
And just as culture,
Is hardly butt,
I'm worried about my butt.
I'm worried about my butt!
I'm worried about my butt!
I'm worried about my butt!
Darling, I'm worried about my butt,
Ladies and gentlemen,
And I apologize,
But it's very distressing to me.