Lyrics of Fin de siglo - Def Con Dos

Fin de siglo (original)

No sé si a ti te atañe, no sé si a ti te importa
Pero noto a mis amigos algo raro en sus miradas
No me reconocen, ya no me saludan
Y ahora todos llevan traje azul en vez de chupa
Ya no beben en la calle, ya no paran en los bares
Ya no mean en las esquinas, ni vomitan en los portales
Ahora madrugan, se han vuelto gente seria
Que ahorra para la vejez y vota a la derecha
No sé que pasa cuando quiero hablar con mis amigos
No cogen el teléfono, o me dicen que se han ido
No consigo dar con ellos para ir juntos a tomarla
Algo huele raro, algo no me han dicho
Y empiezo a sospechar que han sido abducidos
La abducción es un problema de todos
Por favor no me dejeis, no me dejeis solo
Fin de siglo, rodeado de abducidos
Fin de siglo, solo y sin amigos, vaya fin de siglo más jodido
No sé si a ti te atañe, no sé si a ti te importa
Pero replicas de mis amigos han salido de unas bainas
Son iguales que ellos, tienen su misma cara
Pero sé que no son ellos cuando observo sus miradas
Todos se han cortao las greñas, todos han sentao cabeza
Y lo que antes odiaban, ahora se celebra
Ya no fuman petas, ahora van de farla
Y visten polo azul, con la bandera patria
Todos felices, todos con el movil
Hablan entre ellos sobre un nuevo orden
La abducción es un problema de todos
Por favor no me dejeis, no me dejeis solo
Fin de siglo, rodeado de abducidos
Fin de siglo, solo y sin amigos, vaya fin de siglo más jodido

(translation)

I don't know if it concerns you, I don't know if you care
But I notice my friends something strange in their eyes
They don't recognize me, they don't greet me anymore
And now everyone wears a blue suit instead of a chupa
They no longer drink in the street, they no longer stop at bars
They no longer pee in corners, or puke in doorways
Now they get up early, they have become serious people
Who saves for old age and votes to the right
I don't know what happens when I want to talk to my friends
They don't pick up the phone, or they tell me they've left
I can't find them to go together to take it
Something smells strange, something they haven't told me
And I begin to suspect that they have been abducted
Abduction is everyone's problem
Please don't leave me, don't leave me alone
End of the century, surrounded by abductees
End of the century, alone and without friends, what a fucking end of the century
I don't know if it concerns you, I don't know if you care
But replicas of my friends have come out of some baths
They are the same as them, they have the same face
But I know it's not them when I see their eyes
Everyone has cut their hair, everyone has settled down
And what they used to hate, now they celebrate
They no longer smoke joints, now they go out partying
And they wear a blue polo shirt, with the national flag
Everyone happy, everyone with the mobile
They talk to each other about a new order
Abduction is everyone's problem
Please don't leave me, don't leave me alone
End of the century, surrounded by abductees
End of the century, alone and without friends, what a fucking end of the century