Текст и перевод песни Pepet I Marieta - Me moles

Me moles

Podrien ser els teus ulls però no
Los tens grossos i marrons com qualsevol fill de veí
Podria ser el teu cul però no
Lo tens pla com s'aixeca'l mar de matí
Podria ser el que dius i com ho dius
Però ens passem lo dia dient tonteries
Podria ser el teu monyo, podria ser el teu cor
La vergonya que et carrega de manies
I diuen que l'amor és cec
Sintonia de mirades, veus i aulors
Però'l que io realment crec
És que no hi ha res que l'explique
L'has d'aprendre tal com és
I diuen que l'amor és cec
Sintonia de mirades, veus i aulors
Però el que jo realment crec
És que no hi han explicacions
Que justifiquen les passions
Me moles que te cagues, me moles perquè sí
Però per quina raó, no t'ho sabria dir
Me moles que te cagues me moles perquè sí
Per sort l'amor enca no té sentit
Me moles que te cagues, me moles perquè sí
Però per quina raó, no t'ho sabria dir
Podria ser lo teu alè
Però quan fumes també tens gust de cendrer
Podria ser el teu to de veu
Però tu no parles, xilles com un mercader
Podria ser la teua juventut
Podrien ser los teus canuts
Podria ser la força que em transmets
La vidilla que me dones quan te veig
I diuen que l'amor és cec
Sintonia de mirades, veus i aulors
Però el que jo realment crec
És que no hi han explicacions
Que justifiquen les passions
Me moles que te cagues, me moles perquè sí
Però per quina raó, no t'ho sabria dir
Me moles que te cagues me moles perquè sí
Per sort l'amor enca no té sentit
Me moles que te cagues, me moles perquè sí
Però per quina raó, no t'ho sabria dir

It annoys me

Your eyes could be the reason, however, they're simply not
They're large and brown, just like anyone else's
Your butt could be the reason, but no
It's conveniently flat, like the ocean at dawn
It could be your words and how you say them
However, we spend all our time talking nonsense
Perhaps it's your messy bun, or it could be your heart
Your shame burdens you, making you anxious
They say that love is blind
A connection of glances, voices, and scents
However, I truly believe
That it's inexplicable
You have to accept it just as it is
They say that love is blind
A connection of glances, voices, and scents
However, I truly believe
That there are no explanations
To justify such affections
You annoy me when you're scared, you annoy me just because
But I couldn't tell you why
You annoy me when you're scared, you annoy me just because
Luckily, love still makes no sense
You annoy me when you're scared, you annoy me just because
But I couldn't tell you why
It could be your breath
But when you smoke, you taste like an ashtray
It could be your tone of voice
But you don't speak, you shout like a street vendor
It could be your youth
It could be your gray hairs
It could be the strength you give me
The energy I feel when I see you
They say that love is blind
A connection of glances, voices, and scents
However, I truly believe
That there are no explanations
To justify such affections
You annoy me when you're scared, you annoy me just because
But I couldn't tell you why
You annoy me when you're scared, you annoy me just because
Luckily, love still makes no sense
You annoy me when you're scared, you annoy me just because
But I couldn't tell you why