El Mundo Está Al Revés
Joan Manuel Serrat
The World Is Upside Down
The world is upside down!... The godmother grumbles at a procession of chickens who see the corn raining down. Much restlessness and too much hurry. The demons are happy. Things don't last at all and nothing is what it seems. Fear is called prudence, the elderly are called the 'third age'. Nursing homes are called residences. The world is upside down. The world is upside down. Abandoned by God. The children no longer obey and the youth no longer respect. There's a lot to do and little work. Everything is manipulated by a few. Priests get married civilly and in the church. Neighbors don't recognize each other. Married couples divorce and the divorced remarry. The world is upside down. The world is upside down. Getting up is an adventure. Vegetables taste like nothing and people don't understand each other when they talk. Now cows give birth without having been with bulls. When it should rain, it doesn't, when it rains, it destroys everything. On cigarette packs, they warn not to smoke. No one knows what they're buying. No one says what they're selling. The world is upside down. We progress towards the grave. With the money spent on bombs, they could kill hunger. They've reached the moon, but there are hardly any mushrooms left. We're in a world of buttons that we don't know how to operate. The grandmother godmother grumbles, while throwing a handful of corn to the chickens that the world is upside down.