Eu Também Vou Reclamar [English translation]

But now to make success

To sell protest records

Everyone has to complain

I'll take my foot off the road

And I'll get into that too

And let's see now who's gonna put up with it

Because I was the first

And so many januaries have gone by already

But if everybody like it

I'll come back

I'm locked here in my room

Wearing pajamas because there is

A strange visitor in the living room

Then I get and read up on the newspaper

The pilot steals a "mig"

Ice on Mars, says the Viking

But however there isn't a chicken in my yard

I buy quilted furniture

Get retired with health

On welfare

Two problems unite

The truth of universe

The installment that's going to overdue

Get inside with a closeted bottle of liquor

Because my wife can't see it

Turn on the radio

And listen to a dull

That screams in my ears

"Stop the world cuz I wanna get off of it"

Look the books in my bookshelf

That have nothing important to say

They worth only for those who don't know how to read

And the housemaid knocks the door

Explaining me that's she's wrecked*

And doesn't know what food is going to cook for me

They speak about brief clouds

Go for any bullshit

And I have nothing

To choose

Despite this boring and stubborn voice

I'm not here to whine

And I'm not only the singer

That has gone by Elvis Presley

Imitated Mr. Bob Dylan, you know...

I'm tired of watching the sunset

Now I'm only

A latin-american

That has no smell

Nor flavor

And the questions remain

Always the same

Who am I?

Where do I come from?

And where do I go, is it possible?

And everyone explains everything

How the light become lighted

How a plane can fly

By my side a dictionary

Full of words

That I know I'll never use

But now I've come to a conclusion too

Complain a little

Because I'm a latin-american boy

That likewise knows

How to complain

And being a brief cloud

Doesn't take me even to the edge

Of all of this

That I wanna reach

- And that's that