Mazoni — La granja de la Paula song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La granja de la Paula" by Mazoni.
Lyrics
No penso treballar a la granja de la Paula mai més
No penso treballar a la granja de la Paula mai més
Em llevo al matí esperant que es posi a ploure
Angoixat ple de pors que no em deixen moure
Hauríeu de veure com em fa escombrar el carrer
No penso tornar a ca la Paula mai més
No penso treballar pel germà de la Paula mai més
No penso treballar pel germà de la Paula mai més
Em tracta com un gos i em paga una misèria
I em multa cada cop que em deixo la porta oberta
I encara em pregunta si m’ho estic passant bé!
No penso tornar a ca la Paula mai més
No penso treballar per la mare de la Paula mai més
No vull treballar per la mare de la Paula mai més
Alliçona el servei sobre Déu, Home i Llei
Mou els fils mentre el pare jeu com un rei
Té seixanta anys però diu que en té cinquanta només
No penso tornar a ca la Paula mai més
No penso treballar a la granja de la Paula mai més
Ni de conya penso tornar a ca la Paula mai més
Ho he intentat tot, per ser tal com sóc
Però aquí si no ets com ells això serveix de poc
Ells canten i tu ets l’esclau però ja en tinc prou
No hi penso tornar tan si neva com si plou
Mai més
Lyrics translation
I don't think working on the farm of Paula ever again
I don't think working on the farm of Paula ever again
I get up in the morning hoping that you get rain
Distressed and full of fears that you will not let move
You should see me sweep the street
I will not go back to ca Paula never more
I don't think the work by the brother of Paula ever again
I don't think the work by the brother of Paula ever again
Treat me like a dog and pays me a pittance
And I fine every time that I leave the door open
And I still question if I'm going well!
I will not go back to ca Paula never more
I don't think work for the mother of Paula ever again
I don't want to work for the mother of Paula ever again
Alliçona the service about God, Man and Law
Moves the threads while the father is lying like a king
It has sixty years, but he says that he has fifty only
I will not go back to ca Paula never more
I don't think working on the farm of Paula ever again
Or juice I think back to ca Paula never more
I have tried everything, to be just as I am
But here if you're not like them this is of little
They sing and you are the slave but already I have enough
There I think back so if it snows as if it's raining
Never more