Paroles et traduction Banda Bassotti - Tempo

Tempo

Un tempo fu un bandito
Bandito senza tempo
Uccise un presidente
Ne ferì altri cento
Forse fu a vent'anni
O forse due di meno
Era con Gaetano Bresci
Sopra una nave lungo il Tirreno.
Giocarono a tresette
Tresette con il morto
Il terzo era un gendarme
Il quarto un re dal fiato corto
Un tempo fu a Milano
Dove si va a lavorare
C'erano tante bande
Quante banche da rapinare.
Forse fu per caso
Che con Pietro Cavallero
Fece la comparsa
In un film in bianco e nero.
Gli diedero fucili
E pistole di terza mano
Un passaporto falso
Per fuggire via lontano.
Un tempo per paura
Forse per coraggio
Si fece catturare
Alla catena di montaggio
Quel tempo chi lo ricorda
Lo Stato aveva mal di cuore
Così a Renato Curcio
Chiese in prestito nuove parole.
Con quelle partì all'assalto
Di nuovi mulini a vento
Incontrò anche un sorriso
Lungo la strada che porta a Trento.
Un tempo questo tempo
Con un'arma un po' speciale
Una Magnum Les Paul
Spara canzoni che fanno male.
Ora ha una nuova banda
E un fazzoletto rosso e nero
Quando attacca "I fought the law"
Fa saltare il mondo intero.
Ma un tempo fu un bandito
Bandito senza tempo
Veniva con la pioggia
E se ne andava via col vento...

Time

He was once an outlaw
An outlaw without a time
He killed a president
Injured a hundred others
Maybe he was twenty years old
Or maybe two years less
He was with Gaetano Bresci
On a ship along the Tyrrhenian Sea.
They played three-handed bridge
Three-handed bridge with the dead man
The third one was a gendarme
The fourth one was a king with a short breath
He was once in Milan
Where you go to work
There were many gangs
As many banks to rob.
Maybe it was by chance
That with Pietro Cavallero
He made an appearance
In a black-and-white movie.
They gave him rifles
And third-hand pistols
A false passport
To escape far away.
Once out of fear
Perhaps out of courage
He had himself captured
On the assembly line
That time, who remembers it
The state had a heartache
So to Renato Curcio
It asked to borrow new words.
With those, he set off to assault
New windmills
He also met a smile
Along the road that leads to Trento.
Once this time
With a weapon a bit special
A Magnum Les Paul
Fires songs that hurt.
Now he has a new band
And a red and black handkerchief
When he attacks "I fought the law"
He makes the whole world explode.
But once he was an outlaw
An outlaw without a time
He came with the rain
And went away with the wind...