Ciao papà - Briga

Ciao papà - Briga

  • Year of release: 2019
  • Language: Italian
  • Duration: 3:27

Below is the lyrics of the song Ciao papà , artist - Briga with translation

Lyrics " Ciao papà "

Original text with translation

Ciao papà

Briga

Original text

Ciao papà

Ho un buco nello stomaco

Che non si sanerà

Mi ha detto lo psicologo

Che forse passerà

Ma io non so mai niente

Non posso spiegargli

Le cose che ho dentro

Qua dentro di me

Ciao papà

Che il mondo fosse scomodo

Non è una novità

Io sono sempre il solito

Ma a volte non mi va

Sorridere per niente

Mi fa sentire uguale

A tutta questa gente

Di sale

E io vorrei bere una coca con te

Camminando per la strada

Di domenica alle tre

Quando mi porti allo stadio

Con il freddo che c'é

Sento addosso il tuo profumo

Tra i fumogeni di un gol

E l’amaro di un caffé

Ciao papà

Ricordi che il mio sogno era

Giocare in Serie A

Vedevo campi di pallone

In tutta la città

Avevo 15 anni

Poi 20

Poi niente

Una stella cadente

Ed eccomi qua

Papà…

Papà…

Papà…

E io vorrei bere una coca con te

Camminando per la strada

Di una Roma che non c'é

Ma che insieme a noi c'é stata

E con il freddo che c'é

Ci ripareremo al sole

Sotto un albero di mele

E la testa su di te

Papà…

Song translation

Hi Dad

I have a hole in my stomach

That will not heal

The psychologist told me

That maybe it will pass

But I never know anything

I can't explain to him

The things I have inside

Here inside of me

Hi Dad

That the world was uncomfortable

This is not new

I am always the same

But sometimes I don't like it

Smile for nothing

It makes me feel the same

To all these people

Of salt

And I'd like to have a coke with you

Walking down the street

On Sunday at three

When you take me to the stadium

With the cold that is there

I feel your perfume on me

Among the smoke bombs of a goal

And the bitterness of a coffee

Hi Dad

Remember my dream was

Playing in Serie A

I saw football fields

In the whole city

I was 15

Then 20

Then nothing

A shooting star

And here I am

Pope…

Pope…

Pope…

And I'd like to have a coke with you

Walking down the street

Of a Rome that doesn't exist

But that there was with us

And with the cold that there is

We will shelter in the sun

Under an apple tree

And the head on you

Pope…

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