Текст и перевод песни Love of Lesbian - Club de fans de John Boy - En directo

Club de fans de John Boy - En directo

Os la dejamos a vosotros

(Todos los raros fuimos al concierto)
(Del gran telépata de Dublín)
(Media hora antes invadimos el metro)
Yo iba obligado y tú en éxtasis
Y tanto os daba ocho como 80
A los fanáticos de John Boy
Frente al estadio ya cantaban sus temas
Primeras filas vuestra obsesión

Decíais que John Boy era boreal
Algo ambiguo y de infancia gris
Sinceramente yo lo detestaba hasta morir

La luz se desmayó
"¿Con cual van a empezar?"
A ti te daba igual
Dijiste: "Acertará"

Woh oh oh, oh oh oh

(¿Como es posible que haya estado en tus infiernos?)
(Es imposible, no) misterio
Y quien tuviera su don
Sería posible conocerte más por dentro
No lo conseguiré, saber más de ti

Yo no soy fan, otro fan de John Boy
Odio a John Boy y tú odiarás a John Boy
Yeah

De aquellas masas era el gran insecto
"Tiene poderes" llegaste a decir
Creo que lleva media vida huyendo
Quizás le pasa lo mismo que a mi
Había expandido su emisión global
Desde Lima hasta Reykjavík
Y sin embargo a quien tenía cerca
No podía transmitir

Mirada universal
De alcance personal
Me hipnotizó por fin
Con su verso letal

Woh oh oh, oh oh oh

(¿Como es posible que haya estado en sus infiernos?)
(Es imposible, no) misterio
Y quien tuviera su don
Sería posible conocerte más por dentro
No lo conseguiré, nunca sabré

Si yo no tengo su don
Si yo no tengo su don

Y ahora ya soy, y ahora ya, ya lo soy
Y ahora ya soy, otro fan de John Boy
Y ahora ya soy, y ahora ya, ya lo soy
Y ahora ya soy, otro fan de John

Muchísimas gracias Madrid

John Boy Fan Club - Live

We leave it to you

(All the weirdos went to the concert)
(Of the great telepath from Dublin)
(We invaded the subway half an hour earlier)
I went against my will and you in ecstasy
And you didn't care whether it was eight or eighty
To John Boy's fanatics
They were already singing his songs in front of the stadium
First rows, your obsession

They said John Boy was northern
Somewhat ambiguous and with a gray childhood
I honestly hated him to death

The lights went out
"Which one will they start with?"
You didn't care
You said: "He'll hit the nail on the head

Woh oh oh, oh oh oh

(How is it possible that I have been in your hell?)
(It's impossible, no) it's a mystery
And who would have his gift
It would be possible to know you more thoroughly
I will not succeed, I will know more about you

I am not a fan, another fan of John Boy
I hate John Boy and you will hate John Boy
Yeah

Of those masses I was the big insect
"He has powers" you came to say
I think he's been running away half his life
Maybe he goes through the same thing I do
He had expanded his global broadcast
From Lima to Reykjavík
And yet, who was close to him
He couldn't transmit

Universal gaze
Of personal scope
He finally hypnotized me
With his deadly verse

Woh oh oh, oh oh oh

(How is it possible that I have been in his hell?)
(It's impossible, no) it's a mystery
And who would have his gift
It would be possible to know you more thoroughly
I will not succeed, I will never know

If I don't have his gift
If I don't have his gift

And now I am, and now I am, I am already
And now I am, another fan of John Boy
And now I am, and now I am, I am already
And now I am, another fan of John

Thank you so much, Madrid