L'anatroccolo sposato - Gigi D'Alessio

Sembrava una ragazza fusa,

le coprivano anche il naso quegli occhiali

senza et?.

Per qualche brufolo sul viso rimaneva

chiusa in casa con la sua malinconia,

che le faceva compagnia,

ed io la odiavo.

Vestita da buttare via,

dava quella nostalgia di una vecchia ferrovia,

sembrava fatta con la cera

della luna qualche sera era l’altra sua met?,

caduta sopra la citt?, ed io la odiavo.

Lo sguardo nero di un guerriero

50 chili di mistero mi portava sfiga,

come un gatto nero, come un miracolo annunciato

quell’anatroccolo e' cambiato ed io se avevo il tempo di pensare

che nell’odio c’era amore,

ero 'o primm' a ma vas?

forse gli occhiali

quei suoi vestiti, so stete a me 'mbrugli?

si travestiva fino al cuore,

quella strega dell’amore, me facette annammur?

vorrei gridare per non morire,

ce un’altro al posto mio.

La storia che t’ho raccontato

?

un ricordo del passato che divido insieme a te.

Da quando lei si?

innamorata,

ho perduto un grande amico ma non l’hai capito mai

solo stasera scoprirai,

che io l' amavo.

Sar?

un vigliacco per amore, facevo finta di pensare,

che portava sfiga come un gatto nero,

dell'"anotroccolo sposato"io sono ancora innamorato

ADDIO

se avevo il tempo di pensare

che nell’odio c’era amore,

ero 'o primm' a ma vas?

forse gli occhiali

quei suoi vestiti, so stete a me 'mbrugli?

si travestiva fino al cuore,

quella strega dell’amore, me facette annammur?

vorrei gridare per non morire,

ce un’altro al posto mio

She looked like a melted girl,

she also covered her nose with those glasses

without age.

For a few pimples on her face remained

closed in the house with her melancholy,

who kept her company,

and I hated her.

Dressed to throw away,

she gave that nostalgia of an old railway,

she looked like she was made of wax

some evening was the other half of the moon ?,

fell over the city, and I hated it.

The black gaze of a warrior

50 kilos of mystery brought me bad luck,

like a black cat, like an announced miracle

that duckling has changed and I had time to think

that in hatred there was love,

I was 'o primm' a ma vas?

maybe the glasses

those clothes of hers, do you know me 'mbrugli?

she disguised herself to her heart,

that witch of love, me facette annammur?

I would like to scream so as not to die,

there's another in my place.

The story I told you

?

a memory of the past that I share with you.

Since when did she?

fallen in love,

I lost a great friend but you never understood him

only tonight you will discover,

that I loved her.

Sar?

a coward for love, I pretended to think,

that she wore bad luck like a black cat,

I am still in love with the "married duckling"

GOODBYE

if I had time to think

that in hatred there was love,

I was 'o primm' a ma vas?

maybe the glasses

of her those clothes of hers, do you know me 'mbrugli?

she disguised herself to her heart,

that witch of love, me facette annammur?

I would like to scream so as not to die,

there's another in my place