Papia kiko ku bo ke
Bash’ abou kuantu bo por
Yama henter mundu si mesté
Ma no kansami
Mi no ta kla pa tende i
Mi no ke sa
Hende ku gusta redu
Mi no por soportá
Konta kende si bo ke
Inventá mes si bo por
Bisa tur bisiña si mesté
Ma dios librami
Ta tempu pa bo komprondé i respetá
Mi no ke sa, mi no ke sa
Si no ta mi selashi e ta
Mi no ke sa, mi no ke sa
Si ta redashi e ta
Mi n’ tin temp’ i pèrdè ku relashon di Choy
Ni ku opseshon di Boy
Ni divorsio di Pele
Mi n’ tin temp’ i papi’ awe
Talk about anything you want
Blab as much as you can
Call the whole world if you must
But don’t bother me
I’m not willing to listen
I don’t want to know
People who like gossip
I cannot stand at all
Tell them if you want
Make up something if you can
Tell all the neighbors if you must
But in heavens name shield me from it
It’s about time you understand and respect
That I don’t want to know
If it has nothing to do with me
I don’t want to know
If it’s only gossip
I’ve no time to lose with Choy’s relationship
Nor with Boy’s obsession
Nor with Pele’s divorce
I’ve no time to discuss that now
I have no time for your blablablablabla