Malammore (превод на енглески)

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Malammore

Chella è 'nu veleno ca si' vò m'accire
Core ca nun ride e nun me fa campà
Tene l'uocchie nire comme 'o cielo scuro
Core ca nun giura e nun me vò pensà
E io moro moro, moro, moro, moro, moro, moro, moro
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Siente chillo addore doppe che ha chiuvute
Chello è nu pensier' che nun m'aggia fa'
Ma si scenne a notte già m'ancatenato
Comme a 'na mariola gira p''a città
E io moro moro, moro, moro, moro, moro, moro, moro
 
Core ca nun ride, core ca nun giura
Ma chistu dulore è doce, doce, doce, doce, doce
Uocchie ca nun vede, core ca nun crede
Ma 'stu malammore è doce, doce, doce, doce
 
Saglie 'ncielo e doppe scenne 'nfunn''o mare
De 'sta vocca rossa nun t'annammurà
Chella te fa bene e po' te fa assaje male
S'ha pijato l'anema e nun ma vo dà
E io moro moro, moro, moro, moro, moro, moro, moro
 
Core ca nun ride, core ca nun giura
Ma chistu dulore è doce, doce, doce, doce, doce
Uocchie ca nun vede, core ca nun crede
Ma 'stu malammore è doce, doce, doce, doce
 
'Sta musica rasenta 'o rummore
Scattaje in me 'n'interruttore ca s'è rutto ora
T'aggio 'itto "trattame comme ommo"
Nun conta 'a foto 'ngoppa 'o cummò
Ingrata guarda a che grado 'e cottura stongo
Parlo sule je cu 'o muro, addirittura cu 'e ritratti 'int''e pitture
M'hê fatto 'na fattura
M'hê fatt 'na frattura ca nun se sana cchiù
È malammore, cape rasate, catene d'oro, e ancora
Me serve 'stu dolore, voglio sta' fore
Me serve chistu sale, voglio sta' male
È malammore, è malammore, è malammore
 
Поставио/ла: EstereEstere У: Петак, 13/04/2018 - 10:06
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Sick love

That is a poison, which if she wants, she may kill me
heart that does not laugh and does not let me live
Her eyes are black as the dark sky
heart that does not swear and does not want me to think
and I die(8 vv.)
 
Feel that scent after the rain
that's a thought that I do not have to do
but when night falls, she has already chained me
like a criminal she walks around the city
and I die (8vv.)
 
Chorus: Heart that does not laugh, heart that does not swear
but this pain is sweet (5 vv.)
Eye that does not see, heart that does not believe
but this sick love is sweet (4 vv.)
 
It goes up into the sky and then goes down to the bottom of the sea
don't you fall in love of this red mouth
that's good for you and then it hurts you a lot
she took my soul and does not want to give it back to me
and I die (8 vv.)
 
RIT .:
 
This music is similar to a noise
a switch broke inside me, that now is broken
I asked you: 'Treat me like a man'
The picture on the dresser does not count for anything
ungrateful, look how much I'm cooked
I speak alone with the wall, even with the paintings
You made me a sorcery
You made me a sorcery from which I no longer go out
It's sick love, shaved head, gold chains, and more
I need this pain, I want to stay out
I need this salt, I want to feel bad
It is sick love (3 vv.)
 
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Поставио/ла: Berny DevlinBerny Devlin У: Субота, 21/04/2018 - 13:42
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