Elemosina - Max Gazzè
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Elemosina - Max Gazzè

Год
2000
Язык
`Italian`
Длительность
220180

Below is the lyrics of the song Elemosina , artist - Max Gazzè with translation

Lyrics " Elemosina "

Original text with translation

Elemosina

Max Gazzè

Оригинальный текст

Prenditi questa borsa mendicante tu accorto non l’hai toccata

Antico lattante a poppa avara

Per trarne goccia a goccia il tuo rintocco a morto

Cava tu dal metallo qualche colpa bizzarra

E vasta come noi la stringiamo sul cuore soffiaci che si torca

Un’ardente fanfara

Chiesa e incenso che tutte queste dimore sui muri

Quando culla un’azzurra chiarezza il tabacco in silenzio dilati

E le preghiere e l’oppio onnipossente ogni farmaco spezzi

Stracci e pelle vuoi tu buttare il cappottino

E ber nella saliva una felice inerzia

E nei caffè sontuosi attendere il mattino

I soffitti arricchiti di naiadi e veli

Si butta il mendicante di vetrina un festino

Quando esci vecchio dio

Tremante sotto i teli d’imballaggio

L’aurora è un lago di vino d’oro

E tu giuri di avere nella tua gola i cieli

Non avendo contato il lampo del tuo tesoro

Almeno puoi ornarti di una piuma

E a ricordo portare un cero al santo in cui tu credi ancora

Non pensare che io vaneggi in parole discordi

La terra si apre antica a chi muore di fame

Odio un’altra elemosina

Voglio che tu mi scordi fratello

E innanzitutto non comprare del pane

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Take this beggar bag you noticed you didn't touch it

Ancient suckling aft stingy

To draw your toll to death drop by drop

You dig some bizarre guilt out of the metal

And as vast as we hold it to the heart, blow it twist

An ardent fanfare

Church and incense that all these dwellings on the walls

When it cradles a blue clarity, the tobacco silently expands

And the prayers and the omnipotent opium every drug breaks

Rags and leather you want to throw away the coat

And drink happy inertia in your saliva

And in sumptuous cafes wait for the morning

The ceilings enriched with naiads and veils

The beggar throws a party

When you come out old god

Trembling under the packing sheets

The dawn is a lake of golden wine

And you swear you have the heavens in your throat

Not having counted the flash of your treasure

At least you can adorn yourself with a feather

And as a reminder, bring a candle to the saint you still believe in

Do not think that I am raving in conflicting words

The earth opens itself ancient to those who die of hunger

I hate another alms

I want you to forget me brother

And first of all, don't buy bread

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