Paroles et traduction Amedeo Minghi - La farfalla

La farfalla

Al cominciar del giorno
E tra le nuvole
Una nave apparirà.
Ed al solito tu da lontano,
Verrai.
Che dirai mai,
Ma che dirai chiamandomi?
E stavolta chi
Sarai amandomi tu?
In valigia cos′hai,
Un pigia pigia nella valigia
E qualche volta racconterai:
Il mare, e il Cielo
Li hai visti davvero.
E qualche scusa inventerai,
Un'altra nave mi dirai.
Al calar del Sole e
Tra le nuvole raccontando
Viaggerai,
Al solito tu.
Altre spiagge toccherai,
E certi sguardi che
Tagliano il viso e
T′han ferito,
Sfregiandoti.
Ma,
Tu non eri disposto a restare
Ed un'altra nave
Inventerai ancora.
Ancora partirai,
Solo,
Verso tutt'altra direzione
E deviato sei
Da inspiegabile attrazione.
Solo te ne vai
E così,
Cammina cammina,
Ad un certo punto giunto sei.
Dove mi dirai:
" Era sai,
Come se fossi qui"
Una farfalla sopra la spalla
Come pesava posandosi.
Come una donna
Sveglia nel sonno
Che vuol dormire con Te.
Un pigia pigia
Nella valigia,
E sei tornato nostalgico.
Ma io non sono disposta
A ferire
Un po′ per celìa
Ed un altro pò
Per non morire più.

Butterflies

As the new day begins
And in the clouds
A ship will appear.
And as usual, from afar,
You will come.
What will you say,
And what will you say as you call to me?
And this time who
Will you be when loving me?
What do you have in your suitcase,
A jumble in your suitcase,
And sometimes you will tell:
The sea, and the sky,
You have truly seen them.
And you will invent some excuse,
You will tell me of another ship.
As the sun sets and
As you tell your stories in the clouds
You will travel,
As usual, you will.
Other shores you will touch,
And certain glances that
Cut into your face and have
Hurt you,
Disfiguring you.
But
You were not willing to stay,
And you will invent
Yet another ship.
Again, you will leave,
Alone,
Heading off in a completely different direction,
And you are diverted by
Inexplicable attraction.
You go alone
And so,
As you walk and walk,
At a certain point you arrive.
Where you will say to me:
" It was know,
As if I were here"
A butterfly upon my shoulder,
How heavy it felt as it landed.
Like a woman
Awake in her sleep,
Who wants to sleep with you.
A jumble
In your suitcase,
And you have returned, filled with nostalgia.
Because I am not disposed
To causing pain,
Somewhat in jest
And to some extent
So as not to die again.