Italià - Raffaele Gualazzi
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Italià - Raffaele Gualazzi

Альбом
Ho un piano
Год
2020
Язык
`Italian`
Длительность
254990

Below is the lyrics of the song Italià , artist - Raffaele Gualazzi with translation

Lyrics " Italià "

Original text with translation

Italià

Raffaele Gualazzi

Оригинальный текст

Un giorno un bell’ometto

Dal corpetto un po' turchese e la parrucca marsigliese

Si decise a fare tingoli nel Ciad

Ma non bastava viver con tre franchi al mese

Quindi lungi dal cortese

Lui si prese tutto il vicinato là

«Ma cosa mai sarà se porto via dall’orto

Di un colono ormai francese

Qualche po' di sussistenza e libertà?

Tanto quando torno a casa da marchese

Uso un po' il politichese

Liberté, egalité e fraternità»

E voilà!

E voilà!

Ma che cosa mai sarà?

E ora guarda chi si rivede all’orizzonte

Non è un rinoceronte

Ma zattere di clandestini

Senza neanche più sudore in fronte

Seccati come aringhe

Da un Re Sole che non ha più umanità

Lalalalala…

E un giorno quel folletto

Da politico provetto

Vide bene di lavarsi mani e piedi

Da ogni responsabilità

E gli amici tutti quanti

In quanto giovani ed aitanti

Fecero lo stesso senza ombra di pietà

Ed alzati i muri alti fino a un cielo stanco e bieco

Come un sordo che schernisce un cieco

Ei puntò il suo dito giù di qua

E tanto per cambiare

Un’altra volta ancora sarà un euro o due all’ora

Manodopera gratuita per il clan

E voilà!

E voilà!

Cosa mai succederà?

E ora guarda chi si rivede all’orizzonte

Tra vedove e assassini

Persino dei bambini in libertà

A poco serviran le impronte

Sognavano l’Europa

Ma a quanto pare solo Italià

Lalalalala…

Ma non sbagliare accento

Mi raccomando Italia, Italià

Lalalalala…

Ma non sbagliate accento

Mi raccomando Italia, Italià

Che furbo il piccoletto

Sembra quasi un fringuelletto

Mastodontico nel petto per un misero cip cip

E se ne va

Mentre l’orda straincazzata di coloni

Tutti esausti alcuni buoni

Giustamente si dirige per di qua

«Non importa se non hai un lasciapassare

O se fuggi dal controllo sanitario

Ma che cosa mai sarà?

Ché dopotutto qualche voto lo puoi dare

Qualche Dio lo puoi pregare

E l’Europa che si fa Italià»

E voilà!

E voilà!

Ma che cosa mai sarà?

E ora guarda chi si rivede all’orizzonte

E mentre crolla il ponte

Si alzano dei muri di pietà

E vorrei costruire un ponte

Con un mattone ognuno

Il ponte più dell’uno servirà

Lalalalala…

Guarda ti ci vedo all’orizzonte

Saran forse cent’anni

Ma all’orizzonte ci sei stato già

Con solo gelo e vento in fronte

Ricordati l’accento

Ché certo non si dice Italià

Lalalalala…

Ma non sbagliare accento

Ché certo non si dice Italià

Lalalalala…

Ma non sbagliate accento

Ché certo non si dice Italià

Перевод песни

One day a handsome little man

With a slightly turquoise bodice and a Marseillaise wig

He decided to make dyes in Chad

But it was not enough to live on three francs a month

So far from courteous

He took the whole neighborhood there

"But what will it be if I take it away from the garden

Of a now French colonist

A little bit of subsistence and freedom?

So much so when I come home to the Marquis

I use a little politichese

Freedom, egality and fraternity "

And voila!

And voila!

But what will it ever be?

And now look who sees himself on the horizon

It is not a rhino

But rafts of illegal immigrants

Without even more sweat on the forehead

Dried like herring

From a Sun King who no longer has humanity

Lalalalala ...

And one day that elf

As an experienced politician

He saw well to wash his hands and feet

From any responsibility

And friends all of them

As young and handsome

They did the same without a shadow of pity

And raise the high walls to a tired and grim sky

Like a deaf man mocking a blind man

He pointed his finger at him down here

And for a change

Another time it will be a euro or two per hour

Free labor for the clan

And voila!

And voila!

What will ever happen?

And now look who sees himself on the horizon

Between widows and murderers

Even children on the loose

Fingerprints will be of little use

They dreamed of Europe

But apparently only Italy

Lalalalala ...

But don't get the accent wrong

I highly recommend Italy, Italià

Lalalalala ...

But don't get the accent wrong

I highly recommend Italy, Italià

What a clever little guy

It almost looks like a finch

Gargantuan in the chest for a miserable cip cip

And he goes away

While the maddened horde of settlers

All exhausted some good

Rightly goes this way

“It doesn't matter if you don't have a pass

Or if you run away from health check

But what will it ever be?

After all, you can give some votes

Some God you can pray to

And Europe that becomes Italy "

And voila!

And voila!

But what will it ever be?

And now look who sees himself on the horizon

And as the bridge collapses

Walls of piety rise up

And I would like to build a bridge

With one brick each

The bridge will serve more than one

Lalalalala ...

Look, I see you on the horizon

It will be perhaps a hundred years

But you've already been there on the horizon

With only frost and wind in front

Remember the accent

Which certainly does not say Italy

Lalalalala ...

But don't get the accent wrong

Which certainly does not say Italy

Lalalalala ...

But don't get the accent wrong

Which certainly does not say Italy

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