Telespañolito [versión 2] [English translation]

Socialists have denied you three times

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,

what a chance my clumsy Felipe missed

to tell harshlessly to Victoria

the dark story of the Common Market

Telespaniard who watches TV, God keep you,

one of the two channels will freeze your heart

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 catechism

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

Say their thoughts about drugs with real nerve

old fogeys who never smelled a joint

smartasses who can't relate

hard drugs with television

They make fun of the country with the NATO stuff

they get mad at Krahe for a jota

the fuzz does a strike and myself

is dreaming with ghosts in palcolor