Letra: Dolo Beltrán.
Música: Caïm Riba Pastor
Sentit De L'Humor | Sense Of Humour |
Si no tingués sentit de l'humor No podria suportar un altre final. Robaria bancs, cremaria hipoteques Viuria tota sola i estaria sempre alerta I cada dia al despertar-me Em posaria a cridar abans de l'esmorzar! Seguretat Social, escola oficial Llistes d'adopció i cursos d'autocontrol Tornada: No, no puc ni pensar Que sempre depèn de com es miri tot. No, hi ha dies que no Per més que ho somiés No tinc sentit de l'humor Si no tingués sentit de l'humor Tindria més d'una addicció. Seria religiosa, tindria antecedents Triaria l'home perfecte i em perdria el què vingués I cada dia al despertar-me Podria assassinar amb la punta del croissant! Cremes hidratants per no fer-se gran. Instint i reacció, això m'hidrata més el cos Tornada Hi ha coses que m'agradaria esborrar Hi ha coses que m'agradaria oblidar. No, no puc ni pensar Que el dia depèn de mi |
If I had no sense of humour I would not be able to stand another ending. I would rob banks, I would burn(?) mortgages I would live alone and always be on the alert And every day on waking up I would start screaming before breakfast! Social Security, state school Adoption lists and self-control courses Chorus: No, I am unable to even think It always depends on how it all looks. No, there are days when However much I dreamt it I have no sense of humour If I had no sense of humour It would be more than an addiction. It would be religious, it would have precedents I would choose the perfect man and lose the one that turned up And every day on waking up I would be able to murder moisturising creams With the tip of a croissant so as not to get fat. Instinct and reaction, that moisturises my body more Chorus There are things I would like to erase There are things I would like to forget. No, I am unable to even think That the day is up to me |