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Translation
Path to the sea
Shadows of faces, sailor's faces,
Wherever do you come from? Where are you going?
From a place where the moon shows herself naked
and the night points his knife at our throats.
The only one left riding the donkey is God:
the Devil is in Heaven and there he has built his nest.
Let's go out from the sea to dry our bones at Andrea’s place,
at the doves fountain in the stone house.
And in the stone house, whoever may be there,
inside Andrea's house, that isn't a sailor?
People from Lugano, faces of pickpockets
for which the choice part of the seabass is the wing;
good family girls, smelling good:
you can watch them without a condom.
And what will he give to these empty bellies?
What to drink? What to eat?
A little fried fish, white Portofino wine,
lamb brain (cooked) in the same wine,
homemade lasagna topped with four sauces,
roof-rabbit* pie in sweet-and-sour sauce.
And in the wine boat we'll sail between the rocks
laughing emigrants with nails in our eyes
until the morning grows enough to be harvested,
brother of carnations and girls,
master of the rope rotted by water and salt
that binds us and takes us on a path to the sea.
* roof-rabbit = cat
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annabellanna on 2015-09-05
annabellanna on 2015-09-05Last edited by annabellanna on 2017-12-22
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Please help to translate "Crêuza de mä"
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| 1. | Bocca di rosa |
| 2. | La guerra di Piero |
| 3. | Amore che vieni amore che vai |
Comments
ϕιλομαθής annabellanna
Fri, 15/01/2016 - 09:27
Ma io credo che abbiamo raccolto sufficienti informazioni da poterci permettere entrambe un po' di faccia tosta... :bigsmile: ;-)
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