Garfield - AM traduction en anglais

Garfield

Senza 'e baffi
Trovo 'o piano comme Scofield, chiene 'e?? co??
Tenimmo 'o potenziale potenziato cu gli audaci
E si stisse n'ata guerra jesse a sotto cu gli oppiacei
Stammo a dint"a na trincea, tutti e tre nzieme a me
Chesta capa pappulej comme 'o raù d'ajeri sera
Tengo 'o style dint"o sanghe comme fosse na puntura
L'ago trase dint"e tempie stammo sotto a na tortura
Woh oh woh oh stammo calme voglio o' chill
Chesta robba brucia a sotto ce servesse 'o poco 'e??
Magno carne senza chilly, VVS brill Trilly
Faccio strike escamotage e vaco mpazza p"a Ferilli
'A capa fa pow pow pow pow
Beckenbauer, stanno nzieme 'e bravi, tiro a effetto, tiro 'e chiane
Ah ah

Prego 'o Dio Denaro, scaglio a preta faccio 'o sbaglio
No no no no senza giacca, pierdo 'a fede, pierdo 'o sguardo
Dint"a patria ce sta nu decreto, uoh uoh
'O rispetto, rispetto, rispetto
Libretto, patente, ca musica jetta
Rispetto, ribrezzo pe sempe 'a tristezza
Na casa 'int"a reggia, na reggia pe casa
Ma tu m'e pigliato pe scemo, pe caso
No no
Ma chi so? So serpiente viecchie, ah ah
Faccio musica in dialetto, chi capisce è bravo a sentere
Dice faccio 'e sacrificie pe truà 'o futuro 'nterra
Ma nisciuno ca capisce 'o sacrificio p"o presente
Nisciuno poggia 'a mano vonno solo indifferenza
Ok, basta fra', m'aggio pigliato 'o dito cu tutta 'a mano

Garfield

Without whiskers
I find the piano like Scofield, lots of?? with??
We have the potential enhanced with the bold ones
And if another war stayed jesse to under with the opiates
We are on top of a trench, all three together with me
This poplar head like the last night's raù
I have the style in my blood as if it were an injection
The needle goes into the temples we are under torture
Woh oh woh oh we are calm want to chill
This stuff burns underneath little 'e??
I eat meat without chili, VVS shiny Trilly
I make strike escamotage and go crazy for Ferilli
The head goes pow pow pow pow
Beckenbauer, the talentless are together, I shoot on target, I shoot inside
Ah ah

I pray to God Money, I throw the stone I make the mistake
No no no no without jacket, I lose faith, I lose my gaze
In my homeland there is a decree, uoh uoh
Respect, respect, respect
Booklet, license, because music plays
Respect, disgust forever for sadness
A house in the palace, a palace for house
But you took me for a fool, maybe
No no
But who am I? I am old snake, ah ah
I make music in dialect, who understands is good at listening
He says I make sacrifices for finding the future on earth
But nobody who understands the sacrifice for the present
Nobody puts the hand they only want indifference
Ok, enough bro, I took the finger with the whole hand