Gringo '94 - Luciano Ligabue

Il Gringo un giorno passo’col cappello

sugli occhi ed un sigaro spento appeso.

Io lo guardavo e poi senza la Colt

mi sentivo piu’nudo che indifeso.

Dura la vita in pianura col Gringo

che conosce una legge sola: la sua

Il Gringo era riflessi,

speroni e dovere e lampi e grandi palle

E nemici tutti bavosi

e ostinati a restarsene

dentro la propria pelle

Il nostro cuore non e’da seppellire

ne’a Wounded Knee,

ne’in nessun altro dove

Il nostro cuore non e’da regolare

Attenti al Gringo di pattugliamento:

ci si mette lui di corve

Il Gringo che va fino in fondo:

sa che cos’e’meglio per te Il Gringo raschia tutto il fango,

raschia tutti fin che ce n’e'

Il Gringo quasi quasi spengo,

tanto lo sappiamo gia’com’e'.

Il Gringo si accende il fuoco un po'

per i coyotes ma piu’che altro per le artriti

ha avuto un giorno pesante

fra nuovi bersagli e taglie ed ex banditi

Il nostro cuore non e’da seppellire

ne’a Wounded Knee,

ne’in nessun altro dove

Il nostro cuore non e’da regolare.

Attenti al Gringo di pattugliamento:

ci si mette lui di corve

il Gringo che va fino in fondo:

sa che cos’e’meglio per te Il Gringo raschia tutto il fango,

raschia tutto finche’ce n’e'

Il Gringo quasi quasi spengo,

tanto lo sappiamo gia’com’e'.

Attenti al Gringo di pattugliamento:

ci si mette lui di corve

il Gringo che va fino in fondo:

sa che cos’e’meglio per te Dura la vita in pianura col Gringo

che conosce una legge sola: la sua

Dura la vita in riserva col Gringo

che ripete che la tua legge e’merda.

Cuore regolare: non e’da seppellire

One day the Gringo passes with his hat

on the eyes and an unlit cigar hanging.

I looked at it and then without the Colt

I felt more naked than helpless.

Life on the plains lasts with the Gringo

who knows only one law: his

The Gringo was reflexes,

spurs and duty and lightnings and big balls

And all slobbering enemies

and stubborn to stay

inside your own skin

Our heart is not to be buried

ne to Wounded Knee,

nor anywhere else

Our heart is not to be regulated

Watch out for the patrolling Gringo:

he gets into it

The Gringo Going All the Way:

knows what's best for you The Gringo scrapes all the mud,

he scrapes everyone as long as there is

The Gringo I almost turn off,

we already know it as it is.

The Gringo lights the fire a little

for coyotes but more than anything else for arthritis

he had a rough day

between new targets and bounties and former bandits

Our heart is not to be buried

ne to Wounded Knee,

nor anywhere else

Our heart is not to be regulated.

Watch out for the patrolling Gringo:

he gets into it

the Gringo that goes all the way:

knows what's best for you The Gringo scrapes all the mud,

scrape everything as long as there is

The Gringo I almost turn off,

we already know it as it is.

Watch out for the patrolling Gringo:

he gets into it

the Gringo that goes all the way:

he knows what's best for you. Lasts life on the plains with the Gringo

who knows only one law: his

Life in reserve with the Gringo lasts

who repeats that your law is shit.

Regular heart: it is not to be buried