Текст и перевод песни Lluís Llach - La madame

La madame

Ningú sap el seu nom
Tothom li deia la "Madame"
Rodona com una nou
Estirada i suant
A la platja amb el seu mallot
Que va comprar a "Samaritan"
Turista a la planxa
Amb oli, sorra i sal
I els nois que per la platja
La senten dolça roncar
Amb aires de coqueta
Amant de qualsevol amant
L′envolten i li canten
El cor li fan esvalotar
Arrugues que s'amaguen
Divises a guanyar
Oh, que esvelta i maca
Que està avui, "Madame"
Sembla una sirena sortida del mar
Quins cabells més ben tintats que duu "Madame"
I ella res comprèn
Ensenya una dent
Riu, riu i res no diu
Quina panxa més rodona té "Madame"
Les arrugues són gentils i sensuals
Per poc preu seria el vostre amant "Madame"
I ella res comprèn
Ensenya una dent
Riu, riu i res no diu
I te n′aniràs a França
Maleta plena de records
Barrets i castanyoles, conyacs i mocadors
Enveja de veïnes que no han tingut la sort
D'anar a terres fadrines i comprar una cançó

The Madame

Nobody knows her name
Everybody calls her "The Madame"
Round as a nut
Stretched out and sweating
On the beach in her swimsuit
That she bought at "Samaritan"
Tourist on the grill
With oil, sand, and salt
And the boys on the beach
Hear her sweet snoring
With a flirtatious air
Lover of any lover
They surround her and sing to her
They make her heart flutter
Wrinkles that are hidden
Dividends to be won
Oh, how slender and beautiful
She looks today, "Madame"
She looks like a mermaid out of the sea
What beautifully dyed hair she has, "Madame"
And she doesn't understand anything
She shows a tooth
Laughs and laughs and says nothing
What a round belly she has, "Madame"
The wrinkles are gentle and sensual
For a small price she would be your lover, "Madame"
And she doesn't understand anything
She shows a tooth
Laughs and laughs and says nothing
And you will go to France
Suitcase full of memories
Hats and castanets, cognacs and handkerchiefs
The envy of neighbors who have not had the luck
To go to foreign lands and buy a song