Pobre Desig
Maria Coma Lyrics


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Pobre desig, s'esfuma d'amagat,
No es pot sentir gaire especial.
Igual que tots, està motoritzat,
Per anar lluny amb fredes princeses somrient perquè sí.
Sabates de pell, xapes de xarol...
I malles de llana suant en un món molt millor.
Tot al voltant em deixa de mirar.
Animals encorbats s'observen,
Anem sempre al mateix circ.
Els jocs malabars, et fan relaxar...
Reconeixement de les teves febleses...
Pots plorar.
Ja pots plorar, no ets res dins aquesta pluja.
Com tots ho fan, amagats al mar.
Pobre perdut, no veu el temps passar.
Pobre desig, perdut, mandrós, covard.
Pobre perdut, no veu el temps passar.
Pobre desig, perdut, mandrós, covard.




Ja pots plorar, no ets res dins aquesta pluja.
Com tots ho fan, amagats al mar.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Maria Coma's song Pobre Desig (Poor Desire) speak of the emptiness and numbness that comes with chasing superficial pleasures and material possessions. The first stanza tells us that these desires dissipate unnoticed, leaving nothing special behind. The singer acknowledges that they are not unique in this regard and that everyone is similarly driven by the need to impress others with materialistic icons of success - leather shoes, shiny badges, and warm clothes. The people around the singer are disinterested, and only animals slouching around can be bothered to observe them. Everyone is heading to the same circus, where only juggling games offer momentary joy and relaxation, but ultimately serve only to show us our weaknesses.


The second stanza speaks of the unfulfillment that comes with fulfilling these materialistic desires. The singer notes that it is okay to cry and not feel anything special about who we are in this rainy world, hiding in the sea like everyone else. The chorus repeats the phrase "pobre desig" several times and ends with "ja pots plorar, no ets res dins aquesta pluja, com tots ho fan, amagats al mar" which translates to "poor desire, now you can cry, you're nothing in this rain, like everyone else, hidden in the sea". The song's message is that we should seek true and profound fulfillment instead of fleeting pleasures and present a commentary on the materialistic society in which we live that can leave individuals feeling lost and unfulfilled.


Line by Line Meaning

Pobre desig, s'esfuma d'amagat,
Poor desire, disappears secretly,


No es pot sentir gaire especial.
It doesn't feel very special.


Igual que tots, està motoritzat,
Just like everyone, it's motorized,


Per anar lluny amb fredes princeses somrient perquè sí.
To go far away with cold princesses smiling just because.


Sabates de pell, xapes de xarol...
Leather shoes, tin badges...


I malles de llana suant en un món molt millor.
And woollen tights sweating in a much better world.


Tot al voltant em deixa de mirar.
Everything around stops looking at me.


Animals encorbats s'observen,
Hunched animals observe each other,


Anem sempre al mateix circ.
We always go to the same circus.


Els jocs malabars, et fan relaxar...
Juggling games, they make you relax...


Reconeixement de les teves febleses...
Recognition of your weaknesses...


Pots plorar.
You can cry.


Ja pots plorar, no ets res dins aquesta pluja.
Now you can cry, you are nothing in this rain.


Com tots ho fan, amagats al mar.
Like everyone does, hiding in the sea.


Pobre perdut, no veu el temps passar.
Poor lost, doesn't see time passing.


Pobre desig, perdut, mandrós, covard.
Poor desire, lost, lazy, coward.


Pobre perdut, no veu el temps passar.
Poor lost, doesn't see time passing.


Pobre desig, perdut, mandrós, covard.
Poor desire, lost, lazy, coward.


Ja pots plorar, no ets res dins aquesta pluja.
Now you can cry, you are nothing in this rain.


Com tots ho fan, amagats al mar.
Like everyone does, hiding in the sea.




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