Telespañolito [versión disco] [English translation]

The psychoanalyst ordered me to not watch you

only masochists enjoy with you.

My faithful lover, poor tv set

though nobody sings, I'll sing to you.

Iñigo without mustache, Balbin with flu,

for deep changes, I prefer Felipe's

Lola in tail dress and myself

about to spit at the tv set.

Telespaniard who watches TV, God keep you,

one of the two channels will freeze your heart

I ignored logarithms and Cervantes

and came to Madrid to be a singer,

but since I sang with intention

they put three rhombus to my song.

I'm sorry that the show I like the most

is the one called "Test card",

though some insist in assert

that "Closedown" is better.

The chides intensify from Rome

towards our embarrassing parts

they forget that sex doesn't make believe

more than when it's followed by excommunication

I feel like a mute singing to deafs,

Petete of the big book already said it

don't talk about the LODE and abortion

if you don't want to mess with the church.

The government "if I were president"

wouldn't think twice in biting off

the saber noise going on everytime

the colonel cables cross.

Stop taking us like retarded

stop touching our genitals

tell the things the way they are

let the imagination reach the top

• Artist:Joaquin Sabina
• Album:Ruleta Rusa