Paroles et traduction Cosang - 80-90

80-90

NTO'

L'inizi e l'ann 80, o' boom ra robb ind'e fial
Rà Delta rind'o viale, riflett che spurtiell 11 pian
Man e principiant curtiell, bravi wuagliun (co' bazooka!)
Nun bazz'c nisciun, nun pav'n e cunsum'n
Dint'e cazun e volt r'Alessandro Volta ammappuciat
Chi s'è risolt riciat, ij m'arricord ufficial ciaccat a pent'l a rind 'e finestr
Simb'l e protest pe' impedì l'arrest
Te mpar chest, statt zitt!
Pulizz't a Stan Smith,
E vand'l vev'n past e mandor'l, venn'n lastr e marm
Accatt n'atticc ind'a n'attim, smont'n e manchin ind'e box
Fott'n e tattic rè NOCS
E nott o' scarab fa 50 nodi, o' scaf rè carramba sa fa a nuot
Affuogh si t'avuot! O' fuoc rò bidon ascarf,
Scat'l e biond aropp o' terremot
Vot e scagn e scipp sott e cabin rè SIP!

LUCHE'

Comm criscev'm e boss s'assetavn a San Remo
Affianc agli onorev'l, e po' raccuntav'n e nuije sentev'm
E killèr ind'e Moncler, e chilometr ind'e Nike Silvèr
E prim vas e po' a paur e ll'Eur
'Na nazion inter annanz e nutizij
Roie bombe fann for a giustizij
Cortei e blitz, er sul l'inizij
Rò sfizij e fa reat, l'edilizia popolare
Berlin s'aunev, pe' nuje e storia luntan
E can che collar borchiat, o' rione è nu teatr
E l'attur so animal mpazzut
Che tut 'e l'Umbro nguoll
E far luong, circhj d'oro appis e recchie
Ij me perdev ind'e circhiun argient 're serie 3
Cresciut addò a galer è n'obbiettiv e gli obbiettori so chiù poc rè pentit
E vergogn rè partit
L'Iraq, città mercato, fernesc l' Apartheid
Ma cà, Mary è pe' semp na puttan!

80-90

Dude,

The early 80s, the boom in everything, fads galore
Rà Delta in the streets, 11 stories
Guys and aspiring hoodlums, good guys with bazookas!
I don't hang out with anyone, I don't swagger and I consume
In the courtyards and streets of Alexander the Great, I'm stashed
Those who rebel get it right away, but I remember the police officer who got caught out my window
Symbols of protest to prevent arrest
You learn this, don't you!
Police in Stan Smith,
And vandals ate pasta with almonds, selling slabs of marble
Buy a penthouse in a jiffy, get dismantled and hide in a box
Fuck the tactics of the NOCS
At night the speedboat does 50 knots, and the raft does a Caramba and swims
You drown if you get noticed! The fire from the can gets away,
Boxes of blonds after the earthquake
Votes and fights and robberies under the SIP cabins!

LUCHE'

As we grew up the bosses sat in San Remo
Alongside the honourable ones, and then they talked and we listened
And the hitmen in Moncler, and miles of Nike Silvèr
The first kiss and then the fear of Eur
A whole nation before the news
Red bombs make way for justice
Marches and blitzes, only the beginning
Of whims and committing crimes, council housing
Berlin fell, for us the story was far away
And the dogs with studded collars, the district is a theatre
And the actors are mad animals
That swallow everything from Umbro
And make it long, gold hoops hanging from ears
I got lost in the silver earring of the 3 series
Grew up where prison was a goal and the objectors were less than the repentant
And the shame of the parties
Iraq, a market town, ends apartheid
But here, Mary is always a whore!