Stop America - Edoardo Bennato

Io ti avevo immaginata sempre ragazzina

Sempre attenta a non calpestare i fiori quando cammina

Enigmatica come marilyn in baby doll

Energetica come una dose di rock and roll

E improvvisamente tu mi appari, mi appari ora

Nelle vesti inconfondibili di una signora

Con l’aria di chi parla parla parla e a volte strilla

Coi capelli freschi di tintura alla camomilla

Stop, stop, america

Non esagerare troppo con la severit

La tua musica

Se tu urli cos forte pi non si sentir

E se a scuola mi immaginavo l’ottocento

Quando uscivo io con te volavo via col vento

Con i suoni interplanetari di un juke box

Coi colori della 20 Century Fox

Stop, stop, america

Non esagerare troppo con la severit

La tua musica

Se tu urli cos forte pi non si sentir

Alla radio Elvis canta blues.

E la scintilla parte da l

Una chitarra conta sempre pi di una spada

Anche se c' chi non la pensa cos

Da bambino il mio mondo era diviso in classi

Ed il ricco regalava al povero i panni smessi

E mentre si scannavano a trovare una soluzione

E' arrivato il blue jeans, la vera rivoluzione

Stop, stop, america

Non esagerare troppo con la severit

La tua musica

Se tu urli cos forte pi non si sentir

Tu ci hai regalato il rock e la fantasia

La tua musica non potr essere mai un valzer da vecchia zia

Una volta mi sembravi un poco pi colorata

E una parte di colori l’ho persa per strada

Ma non voglio approfondire troppo la questione

Perch quella che io sto cantando una canzone

I had always imagined you as a girl

Always be careful not to step on the flowers when she walks

Enigmatic like marilyn in baby doll

Energetic like a dose of rock and roll

And suddenly you appear to me, you appear to me now

In the unmistakable guise of a lady

With the air of the speaker, he speaks and sometimes screams

With her hair fresh from chamomile dye

Stop, stop, america

Don't overdo the severity too much

Your music

If you scream so loud no more will you hear

And if I imagined the nineteenth century at school

When I went out with you I flew away with the wind

With the interplanetary sounds of a juke box

With the colors of 20 Century Fox

Stop, stop, america

Don't overdo the severity too much

Your music

If you scream so loud no more will you hear

On the radio Elvis sings blues.

And the spark starts from there

A guitar always counts more than a sword

Even if there are those who do not think so

As a child, my world was divided into classes

And the rich man gave the poor man the discarded clothes

And while they were struggling to find a solution

The blue jeans has arrived, the real revolution

Stop, stop, america

Don't overdo the severity too much

Your music

If you scream so loud no more will you hear

You gave us rock and fantasy

Your music can never be an old aunt's waltz

You once seemed a little more colorful to me

And I lost some of the colors along the way

But I don't want to go into the matter too much

Because what I am singing is a song