Албум:
Agost (2004)
Оригинални текстови
каталонски
Превод
енглески
Soroll
Noise
They're screaming loudly,
As if the great volume of their voices
Made what they say right.
They're ready
To indicate to us what the new fashions are
Though they were worn in the past.
Pay
And they shall give you all those thing you never needed
Always
At controlled prices.
They're everywhere
In the mailboxes, the cars of the metro
And the living rooms.
In the streets
And the style of the artist
Who has sold out his morals.
They know
What your weak spots are
Whenever you're going to the bank.
You switch on
Your computer, and they've already caught you.
A song is playing,
The one I love the most in this world
But now it is for sale
And, whenever I hear it, it's just noise.
It seems so clear to me
But the product that they force on you
Has a special design.
Promoted
With aggressive marketing campaigns
Orchestrated by professionals.
Clothes, presenters making faces
Pension plans,
Mobiles phones
Shaped like dildos.
A song is playing,
The one I love the most in this world
But now it is for sale;
Now it wants to sell me
Utter shit.
A song is playing,
It's the one that helped me to take over this world
But now it is for sale
And, whenever I hear it...
Choose the right t-shirt
That you must wear tomorrow,
So you can show that you still think (independently)
Or that you're just a walking advertisement.
A song is playing,
The one I love the most in this world
But now it is for sale;
Now it wants to sell me utter shit.
A song is playing,
It's the one that helped me to take over this world
But now it is for sale
And, whenever I hear it, it's just noise.

Give a shoutout to Metodius







