Ahmed L'Ambulante - Modena City Ramblers

Quaranta notti al gelo

sotto un portico deserto

ho venduto orologi alle stelle

Ashiwa dea della notte

vieni a coprirmi d’oro

ho braccialetti finti

ed un anello per ogni mano

ma nessuna moglie

La quarantunesima notte

vennero a cercarmi

pestaron gli orologi come conchiglie

Ashiwa dea della notte

fammi tornare a casa

avr?

una valigia

piena di dolci e di cravatte

e rivedr?

il mio villaggio

Cos?

per divertirsi o forse

perch?

risposi male

mi spaccarono la testa con un bastone

Ashiwa dea della notte

lei venne a liberarmi

le mie tempie

lei baci?

ed io guarii

e loro no, non la videro

Quaranta notti al gelo

sotto un portico deserto

ho venduto orologi alle stelle

Ashiwa dea della notte

vieni a coprirmi d’oro

ho braccialetti finti

ed un anello per ogni mano

ma nessuna moglie

Non sono morto al freddo

delle vostre citt?

ma su una grande pila d’ebano

e la mia gente ha cantato e ballato

per quaranta notti

Forty nights in the cold

under a deserted porch

I sold watches through the roof

Ashiwa goddess of the night

come and cover me with gold

I have fake bracelets

and a ring for each hand

but no wife

The forty-first night

they came for me

they crushed the clocks like shells

Ashiwa goddess of the night

let me go home

avr?

a suitcase

full of sweets and ties

and see again?

my village

What?

to have fun or maybe

why?

I answered badly

they broke my head with a stick

Ashiwa goddess of the night

she came to free me

my temples

do you kiss?

and I healed

and they no, they didn't see it

Forty nights in the cold

under a deserted porch

I sold watches through the roof

Ashiwa goddess of the night

come and cover me with gold

I have fake bracelets

and a ring for each hand

but no wife

I didn't die in the cold

of your cities?

but on a large pile of ebony

and my people sang and danced

for forty nights