Текст и перевод песни Pepet I Marieta - Ciutadà Normal

Ciutadà Normal

Compro xuxes, minjo pipes
I no m'agrada el Mc Donalds
Feminista anant de curbes
Lo punky al Mercadona
Lo profe que no s'afaita
La veïna que s'aixeca i canta
No reciclo el que podria
Compro els iogurts al Dia
I si no veig cap radar
Accelerant faig via,
M'importen un pimentó
Zapatero i Montilla
Mentre jo tingue prou guita
Pa'l xalet i la Nocilla
Sóc lo ciutadà normal
Que es cola sempre al metro
I té la tita de a metro
Sóc l'angelet infernal
Que només mira per ell
I a la que pot te fa la pell
Sóc carn de capitalisme
Aigua de mal agüero
Si algun dia tinc canuts
Me'ls fumo a cara perro,
Tinc la consciència tranquil·la
Tot ho compro als pobres xinos
I a l'Ikea hasta els topes
A mi què si ho fan tot crios,
Jo al meu lo tinc ben mimat
Net, polit i connectat,
No ens veiem durant lo dia,
Però el diumenge lo porto al bar
I quan lo futbol s'ha acabat
Se'ns menja la llengua el gat,
No ens surten les paraules,
No tenim de què parlar.
I és que sóc lo ciutadà normal
Que es cola sempre al metro
I té la tita de a metro
Sóc l'angelet infernal
Que només mira per ell
I a la que pot te fa la pell
Compro xuxes, minjo pipes
I no m'agrada el Mc Donalds

Normal Citizen

I buy candy, I eat sunflower seeds
And I don't like McDonald's
Feminist going curve-free
The punk at the grocery store
The teacher who doesn't shave
The neighbor who gets up and sings
I don't recycle as much as I could
I buy yogurt at the discount store
If I don't see any radar
I speed up on the way,
I don't give a hoot
About Zapatero and Montilla
As long as I have enough cash
For the house and the Nutella
I'm the normal citizen
Who always gets stuck on the subway
And has boobs the size of a subway
I'm the infernal angel
Who only looks out for himself
And rips you off if he can
I'm the incarnation of capitalism
Bad omen water
If I ever grow gray hair
I'll smoke it right in your face,
My conscience is clear
I buy everything from poor Chinese people
And fill my house with Ikea furniture
I don't care if kids make it all,
I spoil my own rotten
Clean, well-behaved, and plugged in,
We don't see each other during the day,
But on Sundays I take him to the bar
And when the soccer game is over
The cat has our tongues,
We can't find the words,
We have nothing to talk about.
Because I'm the normal citizen
Who always gets stuck on the subway
And has boobs the size of a subway
I'm the infernal angel
Who only looks out for himself
And rips you off if he can
I buy candy, I eat sunflower seeds
And I don't like McDonald's