La Gossa Sorda — Diuen song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Diuen" by La Gossa Sorda.
Lyrics
Diuen que som el dimoni
La bestia negra de l’ordre
El paradigma de l’odi
La fera immunda i ferotge
Que trenca el consens i el tedi
De la seua bassa d’oli
Dins del sistema modèlic
Som la taca de petroli
I nosaltres orgullosos i somrients
Rebem els colps i assumim el nostre paper
Estar en el punt de mira dels putrefactes
Ens fa saber que no anem errats dels trets
Que diguen el que vullguen que estem ben vius
No espereu flors quan ens heu venut verí
Que diguen el que vullguen que estem ben vius
I aquesta és la llet que tenim
Des de les seus poltrones
Diuen que trenquem l’essència
No sé de quina una i grande
Libre i maleïda pàtria
Nosaltres de peus a terra
Volem la vida més viva
Si cal serem el bé negre
Contra la blanca mentida
I continuem orgullosos i somrients
Amb humilitat
Repartint color pel carrer
Sorpresos i perplexes per saber
Que amb cançonetes
Fem maldecaps al poder
Que diguen el que vullguen que estem ben vius
No espereu flors quan ens heu venut verí
Que diguen el que vullguen que estem ben vius
I aquesta és la llet que tenim
Va! Que berenem mona
I trau suc del celler!
Que aquesta gent no ens interessa
Per res! Per res!
Va! Que berenem mona
I trau suc del celler
No és difícil d’entendre
Si ens escolteu
Desperta!
Es destapa la trama…
Desperta!
No hi ha ningun misteri
Va! Que berenarem mona
I trau suc del celler!
Que aquesta gent no ens interessa
Per res! Per res!
I encara que tu cregues que sí
No hi ha dubtes valent
No és difícil d’entendre
Que diguen el que vullguen que estem ben vius
No espereu flors quan ens heu venut verí
Que diguen el que vullguen que estem ben vius
I aquesta és la llet que tenim
Lyrics translation
They say that we are the devil
La bestia negra on the order
The paradigm of hatred
The beast immunda and fierce
That breaks the consensus and boredom
His raft of oil
Within the system model
We are the stain of oil
And us proud and smiling
We receive the mechanical shocks and we assume our role
To be in the crosshairs of the rotten ones
Makes us know that we are not going errats of the features
That diguen the vullguen that we are alive
Don't expect flowers when we've sold the poison
That diguen the vullguen that we are alive
And this is the milk that we have
From their poltrones
They say that we will break the essence
I don't know what a and grande
Libre and fucking homeland
Us feet on the ground
We want the life more lively
If necessary we will be the good black
Against the white lie
And we continue to be proud and smiling
With humility
Allocating color for the street
Surprised and perplexes to know
With cançonetes
We trouble to be able to
That diguen the vullguen that we are alive
Don't expect flowers when we've sold the poison
That diguen the vullguen that we are alive
And this is the milk that we have
He! That berenem monkey
And eye juice from the winery!
That these people we are not interested in
For nothing! For nothing!
He! That berenem monkey
And eye juice from the winery
It is not difficult to understand
If we listen
Wake up!
Uncovered the plot…
Wake up!
There is not any mystery
He! That berenarem monkey
And eye juice from the winery!
That these people we are not interested in
For nothing! For nothing!
And even if you cregues yes
There is No doubt cute
It is not difficult to understand
That diguen the vullguen that we are alive
Don't expect flowers when we've sold the poison
That diguen the vullguen that we are alive
And this is the milk that we have