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Original lyrics
Trumas
Una frunza ‘e murta
ti ponzo pro ammentu,
como pasa e iscurta
sas boghes de su ‘entu.
Cando no t’an a lúghere
sole, luna e isteddos
issas ti ch‘an a júchere
sos rànchidos faeddos.
Sas ànimas de totus sos mortores
las truvan sos diàulos a trumas,
sos printzipales cun sos traitores
suta sa temporada paren grumas.
Paritzos, in dillíriu
de ‘ochire s’anzone,
los tenia a inghíriu
che canes a murone.
It’est chi lis at rendidu
a mi mutzare s’ala?
Totus sos chi m’an bendidu
an tentu sorte mala.
Sas ànimas de totus sos mortores
las truvan sos diàulos a trumas,
sos printzipales cun sos traitores
suta sa temporada paren grumas.
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Hampsicora on 2014-10-25
Hampsicora on 2014-10-25Last edited by Hampsicora on 2022-12-28
Hampsicora on 2022-12-28Translation
Herds
I put on your grave
a myrtle branch as a memento,
now, rest and listen
to the voices of wind.
When sun, moon and stars
no longer shine on you,
these voices will bring you
bitter words.
The souls of all the murderers
are prodded in herds by devils,
the rich men and the traitors
look like motes, in the storm.
What did they gain
from cutting my wings?
All those who sold me out
came to a bad end.
The souls of all the murderers
are prodded in herds by devils,
the rich men and the traitors
look like motes, in the storm.
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Submitted by Hampsicora on 2014-10-25
Hampsicora on 2014-10-25Last edited by Hampsicora on 2022-12-30
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Comments
evfokas Hampsicora
Mon, 03/11/2014 - 20:09
Congratulations Evan, you are entering the spirit of sardinian syntax!
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Excellent