Текст и перевод песни Jay Vaquer - Cotidiano de Um Casal Feliz - Acoustic Version

Cotidiano de Um Casal Feliz - Acoustic Version

Alguém sabe dizer o que é normal?
Pode parecer tão natural?
Alguém sabe dizer o que é normal?
Pode parecer tão natural?

Ele manda em tudo, em todos
Curte seu poder
E deixa a esposa em casa
Pra brincar no treco
De qualquer traveco
Em troca de prazer
Vai saber pq.
E a esposa anda malhada
Fez lipoescultura
E a falta de cultura
Nunca foi problema
Ela tem dinheiro
Pra dar e vender
Lê Paulo Coelho e seicho-no-ie
Vai saber pq. . .ie

E eles têm escravos
Disfarçados de assalariados
Diariamente humilhados
E levantam cedo, se arrumam apressados
Têm hora marcada pra falar com Deussss

Ele guarda no H.D
Fotos de crianças nuas, pra tirar um lazer
Curte ver aquilo quando fica só
Ela conta os passos que dá no trajeto
Entre a terapia e a boca do pó

E até pensa em adotar alguma criatura
Pode ser uma criança ou um labrador
Só depende da raça, depende é da cor
Que pintar primeiro
Ele faz como ninguém a cara de quem não sabe mentir
Pode admitir pra ocupar o vazio da relação
Mas com uma condição
Não quer dar banho, nem limpar merda o dia inteiro

Eles foram ver o show da Diana Krall
Que alguém falou que era genial
Gritaram uhuuu do camarote
Enchendo a cara de scotch

E eles têm escravos
Disfarçados de assalariados
Diariamente humilhados
E levantam cedo, se arrumam apressados
Têm hora marcada pra falar com deussss

Everyday Life of a Happy Couple - Acoustic Version

Darling, can you tell me what's considered normal?
Can it seem so natural?
Darling, can you tell me what's considered normal?
Can it seem so natural?

My honey controls everybody and everything
Relishes his power
And keeps his wife at home
To play with her thingy
Any old thingamajig
In exchange for pleasure
Why, who knows?
And his wife is so toned
She's had liposuction
And her lack of culture
Has never been a problem
She has money
To give and to spend
Reads Paulo Coelho and Seicho-no-ie
Why, who knows? . .ie

And they have slaves
Disguised as wage earners
Daily humiliated
And they get up early, get ready in a hurry
Have an appointment to speak with God

He keeps photos of naked children on his hard drive
To have a little fun when he's alone
He likes to look at them when he's by himself
She counts the steps she takes on her commute
Between therapy and snorting coke

And she even thinks about adopting a creature
Perhaps a child or a labrador
It just depends on the breed, depends on the color
That shows up first
He plays the part of someone who can't lie
Who can admit something to fill the void in their relationship
But on one condition
He doesn't want to bathe it, or clean up its crap all day long

They went to see Diana Krall in concert
Who someone said was brilliant
They shouted "whoo-hoo" from their box seats
Getting plastered on scotch

And they have slaves
Disguised as wage earners
Daily humiliated
And they get up early, get ready in a hurry
Have an appointment to speak with god