Els Pets — Un Món, Dues Classes De Persones song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Un Món, Dues Classes De Persones" by Els Pets.
Lyrics
Hi ha una veu trencada que s’ofega al mig del mar
Mentre torno amb tren de Barcelona;
N’hi ha que som turistes i altres només immigrants
Un món, dues classes de persones
Hi ha una pell suada que carrega el meu butà
Per vint duros mentre faig la sopa;
Un món, dues classes de persones
Hi ha un marrec que esmorza
Cola d’una bossa
Que portava coses
Que ell mai no comprarà
I amb l’olor somia
Que la sort canvia
I el destí no està fixat
Hi ha al carrer una noia
Sola i massa jove
Que a la nit tremola
Per guanyar-se el pa
I amb el pas dels dies
Veu que res canvia i que el destí està fixat
Hi ha una llei no escrita que per sempre es complirà
Tant se val d’on ets si el que ets és pobre;
Un món, dues classes de persones
Lyrics translation
There's a voice broken you are drowning in the middle of the sea
While I go back by train from Barcelona;
Some are tourists and others just immigrants
One world, two classes of people
There is a skin sweaty that loads my butane
For twenty hard while I make the soup;
One world, two classes of people
There is a to do that because
Cola in a bag
That was taking things
He would never want to buy
And with the scent of dreams
That the luck changes
And the destination is not fixed
In the street a girl
Single and too young
That night trembles
To earn the bread
And with the passing of the days
See that nothing changes and that the destination is fixed
There is an unwritten law that to always be fulfilled
It doesn't matter where you are if who you are is poor;
One world, two classes of people