Paroles et traduction Davide Van De Sfroos - El bestia

El bestia

E quaand ch l'è nassüü suta una loena caputàda
La sciguèta l'ha vusaa e la sua mama l'è scapàda
Se regordi che'l ciel l'ha piangiüü per un mees
E la geen la tremava in tütt el paees...
El sò pà l'era un fantasma l'è mai cumparii
El sò zio "Pulentauncia" l'era sempru ciucch tradii
El sò nonu selvàdech l'ha faa vegnì graand
Cunt'in man un fulcén e senza müdaand

Per tücc i geent nurmai e anca per i sciur
El sò nom l'era Bestia "castigh del Signuur".
Fiöö de'n tempural e de 'na stèla sgavezzàda
El te tajava el còll cumè fa una cicada

La sua facia la faséva pagüra ai serpeent
E se te l'incrusàvet gh'era puuch de vèss cunteent
L'era cumé un diavul vegnüü de la muntagna
El gh'era propi i öcc del lüff quand el cagna
El viagiàva in de la neev in sö la facia dell'invernu
El vegniva giò del munt e 'l menava adréè l'infernu
L'era sempru spurceleent e vestii cun't un sacch
L'era el Bestia, bestia grama el sò fulcèn l'era mai stracch

Per tücc i geent nurmai e anca per i sciur
El sò nom l'era Bestia "castigh del Signuur".
Fiöö de'n tempural e de 'na stèla sgavezzàda
El te tajava el còll cumè fa una cicada

Un dé al lavatoj el se vardàva in un sedèll
E quel che'l vedeva l'era mea pö taant bell
Gh'era lé anca una tusa e l'era bèla cumé 'l suu
Lüü 'l g'ha daa el sò fulcén e nissoen l'ha piö vedüü
E spiava quèla tusa quand la nàva giò a lavà
Perchè ghe piaséva sentila cantà
El sentiva el coer verdess cumé un fiich
Lei era una rosa... e lüü un mazz de urtiigh

Per tücc i geent nurmai e anca per i sciur
El sò nom l'era Bestia "castigh del Signuur".
Fiöö de'n tempural e de 'na stèla sgavezzàda
El te tajava el còll cumè fa una cicada

The Beast

When he was born under an unlucky moon
The owl hooted and his mother ran away
I remember that the sky mourned for a month
And people trembled throughout the village...
His father was a ghost who never appeared
His uncle "Polentauncia" was always getting drunk
His wild grandfather raised him
With a sickle in his hand and without changing

For all the normal people and even for the gentlemen
His name was Beast "punishment of the Lord".
Son of a storm and a broken star
He cut your neck like a cicada

His face frightened the serpents
And if you crossed paths, there was little chance of being happy
He was like a devil come from the mountain
He had the eyes of a wolf when he hunts
He traveled in the snow in the face of winter
He came down from the mountain and brought hell with him
He was always dirty and dressed in a sack
He was the Beast, the evil beast his sickle was never tired

For all the normal people and even for the gentlemen
His name was Beast "punishment of the Lord".
Son of a storm and a broken star
He cut your neck like a cicada

One day at the washhouse he looked at himself in a bucket
And what he saw was not so beautiful
A girl was standing there as beautiful as the sun
He gave her his sickle and nobody ever saw him again
And he spied on her when she went down to wash
Because he loved to hear her sing
He felt his heart turn green like a fig
She was a rose... and he a bunch of nettles

For all the normal people and even for the gentlemen
His name was Beast "punishment of the Lord".
Son of a storm and a broken star
He cut your neck like a cicada