Capitano - Franco Simone

Con le spalle curve e la pelle scura, scura come un bastoncino

Di liquirizia nera nelle mani di un bambino

Il sergente minore si svegliava per primo e per primo si gettava nel fiume

E restava sott’acqua quanto il capitano

Il 31 di maggio suo figlio maggiore passò alle superiori

E sua moglie gli scrisse: «Sei il mio pellicano»

Era un giorno da andare fuori, si celebravano gli eroi

E quel giorno lui ammazzò il suo capitano

Oh capitano

Sei morto in guerra col fucile nella mano

Un fucile luccicante perché

I capitani non sparano mai

Un fucile luccicante perché

I capitani non sparano mai

Lo sai, lo sai

Ci mancherai

Lo sai, lo sai

Ci mancherai

La guerra è vita, il fucile è amore, è una cosa da imparare

Per sentirsi nei coglioni un seme militare

Il sergente minore, fronte alta e dovere, imparava dal suo capitano

«Un eroe non muore mai davanti al suo camino»

Capitano, sei forte, capitano, sei grande, ma c'è un segno nella mano

Un sergente minore comanda il tuo destino

E la storia non sbaglia, senza morte violenta non diventa eroe nessuno

Lo pensava quando sparò al suo capitano

Oh capitano

Sei morto in guerra col fucile nella mano

Un fucile luccicante perché

I capitani non sparano mai

Un fucile luccicante perché

I capitani non sparano mai

Lo sai, lo sai

Ci mancherai

Lo sai, lo sai

Ci mancherai

Oh capitano

Sei sempre in guerra col fucile nella mano

Un fucile luccicante perché

I capitani non sparano mai

Un fucile luccicante perché

I capitani non sparano mai

Lo sai, lo sai

Ci mancherai

Lo sai, lo sai

Ci man… ci mancherai

With hunched shoulders and dark skin, as dark as a stick

Black licorice in the hands of a child

The junior sergeant woke up first and jumped into the river first

And he remained under water as long as the captain

On May 31st, his eldest son graduated from high school

And his wife wrote to him: "You are my pelican"

It was a day to go out, the heroes were celebrated

And that day he killed his captain

Oh captain

You died in the war with a gun in your hand

A shiny shotgun why

Captains never shoot

A shiny shotgun why

Captains never shoot

You know, you know

We will miss you

You know, you know

We will miss you

War is life, the gun is love, it is something to be learned

To feel a military seed in the balls

The junior sergeant, high front and duty, learned from his captain

"A hero never dies in front of his fireplace"

Captain, you are strong, captain, you are great, but there is a sign in the hand

A junior sergeant commands your fate

And history is not wrong, without violent death no one becomes a hero

He thought so when he shot his he captain

Oh captain

You died in the war with a gun in your hand

A shiny shotgun why

Captains never shoot

A shiny shotgun why

Captains never shoot

You know, you know

We will miss you

You know, you know

We will miss you

Oh captain

You are always at war with the gun in your hand

A shiny shotgun why

Captains never shoot

A shiny shotgun why

Captains never shoot

You know, you know

We will miss you

You know, you know

We miss you… we miss you