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Non la giamedas Maria
S'àndala 'e sa vida
nos perdonet sos errores,
atesu dae s'onore,
innoramala naschida.
In manu 'e cussa cosa
non b'at màrtire ne eroe,
cun totu su candore
ti’che juchet in sa losa.
S'Ave Maria de su duamiza
a sa janna est iscudende
e s'isperàntzia andende
subra a nois prus no bizat.
Cociarinos inrugados
in su ''tùcaru marrone'',
umpare a tie che unu coglione,
duos limones acabados.
Non la giamedas Maria,
non la giamedas Joanna,
est una pena prus manna,
est in un'atera bia.
In lumen de su sole
det essere una làstima
pro su lustru 'e nostr'anima
si non bochimus su male.
Nieddu che s'orrore
su tempus nos ragirat
ma si acontzat sa mira
puru nois cherimus amore.
Non la giamedas Maria,
non la giamedas Joanna,
est una pena prus manna,
est in un'atera bia.
In sa die de Nadale
a tie faghes unu donu,
tzertu non est indonu
ma prus de s'oro balet.
E como affundas in sa zente
e non cantzelles su passadu
e si s'ammentu est abbunzadu
chirches luche in su presente.
Non la giamedas Maria,
non la giamedas Joanna,
est una pena prus manna,
est in un'atera bia.
E como affundas in sa zente
e non cantzelles su passadu
e si s'ammentu est abbunzadu
chirches luche in su presente.
In sa die de Nadale
a tie faghes unu donu,
tzertu non est indonu
ma prus de s'oro balet.
Biancu frocat su nie,
gaia fiorit una rosa,
est morzende cussa cosa
in custa gherra contr'a tie.
Non la giamedas Maria,
non la giamedas Joanna,
est una pena prus manna
est in un'atera bia.
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Don’t call her Mary
May the path of life
forgive our errors,
far from the honour
born under ill omen.
In the hands of that thing
there isn’t any martyr or hero,
in spite of its whiteness
it leads you to the grave.
The dawn of the millennium1
is knocking on the door
and the hope is leaving,
it doesn’t watch over us anymore.
Teaspoons crossed
in the “brown sugar”
with you, like a dickhead,
and two squeezed lemons.
In the name of the sun
it would be a shame
for the sake of our soul
if we won’t kill the evil.
As black as the horror,
the time cheats us
but if it adjusts its aim
we'll ask for love, too.
Don’t call her Mary,
don’t call her Jane,
it’s a greater pain,
it’s in another way.
On Christmas Day
will you make a gift to yourself?
of course it isn’t free
but is worth more than gold.
And now immerse yourself in the crowd
and don’t delete your past,
and if your memory is broken down
look for some light in the present.
Don’t call her Mary,
don’t call her Jane,
it’s a greater pain,
it’s in another way.
And now immerse yourself in the crowd
and don’t delete your past,
and if your memory is broken down
look for some light in the present.
On Christmas Day
will you make a gift to yourself?
of course it isn’t free
but is worth more than gold.
The snow is falling white,
a rose is blooming brightly,
that thing is dying
in this war against you.
Don’t call her Mary,
don’t call her Jane,
it’s a greater pain,
it’s in another way.
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