La Prima Compagnia - Sergio Endrigo

Se c'è chi ha tanto dato e poco ha avuto

Tu non sei certo amica mia

Io questa sera bevo alla salute

Della mia prima compagnia

Voglio parlare dell’amore

Proprio di quello che ho pagato

In questa vita tanto avara

Si paga tutto e ben pesato

Amore facile di un’ora

Dove non giochi la tua vita

C'è un po' di gioia e mai dolore

Chiudi la porta ed è finita

Io sono un uomo e non un santo

A volte mentivo una carezza

Allora era gratuito e non mi vanto

Anch’io cercavo tenerezza

Poi si parlava in confidenza

Di vecchie storie di famiglia

Di cose tristi e di violenza

Di chi dà niente e tutto piglia

Non ho vergogna né rimpianti

Non ho domande né risposte

Ho perso i giorni e sono tanti

Ma li ricordo e tanto basta

La cosa valeva ben la spesa

E la paura e il pentimento

La sera gli altri chiusi in casa

E noi andando contro il vento

Ma quando le incontro per la strada

Mi fanno un poco di tristezza

E penso sempre a dove cade

Il fiore della giovinezza

Se c'è chi ha tanto dato e poco ha avuto

Tu non sei certo amica mia

Io questa sera canto e la saluto

Quella mia prima compagnia

If there are those who have given so much and have had little

You are certainly not my friend

I drink to health tonight

Of my first company

I want to talk about love

Just what I paid for

In this very stingy life

You pay for everything and well weighed

Easy love of an hour

Where you don't play your life

There is some joy and never pain

Close the door and that's it

I am a man and not a saint

Sometimes I lied a caress

Back then it was free and I'm not bragging about it

I too was looking for tenderness

Then we spoke in confidence

Of old family stories

Of sad things and violence

Of those who give nothing and take everything

I have no shame or regrets

I have no questions or answers

I have lost the days and they are many

But I remember them and that's enough

The thing was well worth the expense

And fear and repentance

In the evening the others closed in the house

And we going against the wind

But when I meet them on the street

They make me a little sad

And I always think about where it falls

The flower of youth

If there are those who have given so much and have had little

You are certainly not my friend

I sing tonight and greet her

My first company