Paroles et traduction Davide Van De Sfroos - Gira Gira

Gira Gira

Una statuèta cun't el scudo e cun la lancia
Negra de ebano e lustra
Cumè un spècc per i muschitt,
Una statuèta che l'è scià del Congo Belga
E la me dumanda se la ghe fa soe una credenza
Tacada al frigider

Insema alla foto dei viif
E insema alla foto dei moort
Insema alla foto del Papa
E a un elefaant cui gaamb'stort

Se voeret che te disa che anca me sun che in sto siit,
Foo de tutt per restà fermu
E foo de tutt per mea pensà

E inveci me giira un poo el coo
E un poo me giira la tera
E senti pioe l'uduu della loena quaand l'è piena
Grignolino, stira e ammira, amanita e omega tre,
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Gira gira la bottiglia e chi tu dovrai baciare?
Ride ride chi ti guarda nella notte un po' arrossire,
Gira gira l'occhio buio, gira il cuore cacciavite,
Vetroresina e gazzosa, zampironi e dinamite

Like a ciful in the rain, like a bigul sura un train
Get up stand up, tires giò de doss
This is ground control to major Tom
Capitain Harlock turna a Comm
No tusa no cry che se sa mai

Una statueta de un sant cun scià un purcèll
Che sumeja a Batman perché l'han pastrugnaa cul penarèll,
Una statueta cun l'aureola e cl mantèll,
Che la me dumanda se anca me ogni taant ho invidiaa el pipistrell

Insema alla foto dei viif,
E insema alla foto dei moort,
Insema alla foto del Papa e a un elefaant cui gaamb'stoort,
Se voeret che te disa
Che un poo tucc semm bipular
Cun l'uregia soe la cunchiglia
Per senti'l frecass del maar,
Ma quaand semm in soe la spiagia
Finalmeent denaanz al maar,
La cunchiglia soe l'uregia
Lassa el post al cellulaar

E adess me giren i ball
E tegni ferma la tera,
E senti amò l'uduu della loena quand l'è piena,
Grignolino, stira e ammira, amanita e omega tre,
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Gira gira la bottiglia e chi tu dovrai baciare?
Ride ride chi ti guarda nella notte un po' arrossire,
Gira gira l'occhio buio, gira il cuore cacciavite,
Vetroresina e gazzosa, zampironi e dinamite

Like a ciful in the rain, like a bigul sura un train
Get up stand up, tires giò de doss
This is ground control to major Tom
Capitain Harlock turna a Comm
No tusa no cry che se sa mai

Spin Spin

A statuette with a shield and a spear
Black as ebony and polished
Like a mirror for the flies,
A statuette that came from the Belgian Congo
And it asks me if it can stay on a shelf
Next to the fridge

Together with the photos of the living
And together with the photos of the dead
Together with the photo of the Pope
And an elephant with crooked legs

If you want me to tell you that I'm here too, in this place,
I do everything to stay still
And I do everything to think for myself

But my head spins a little
And the earth spins a little
And I feel the dampness of the moon when it's full
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Spin, spin the bottle, who will you have to kiss?
Laugh, laugh, those who watch you blush a little in the night,
Spin, spin the dark eye, spin the heart screwdriver,
Fiberglass and soda, mosquito coils and dynamite

Like a sparrow in the rain, like a bugle on a train
Get up, stand up, take your shoes off
This is ground control to Major Tom
Captain Harlock returns to Comm
Don't worry, don't cry, you never know

A statuette of a saint with a piglet
That looks like Batman because they messed it up with a marker,
A statuette with a halo and a cloak,
That asks me if I've ever envied the bat

Together with the photos of the living,
And together with the photos of the dead,
Together with the photo of the Pope and an elephant with crooked legs,
If you want me to tell you
That we're all a bit like shellfish
With our ear on the shell
To hear the roar of the sea,
But when we're on the beach
Finally in front of the sea,
The shell on the ear
Gives way to the cell phone

And now my balls are spinning
And hold the earth still,
And I can still feel the dampness of the moon when it's full,
Grignolino wine, stretch and admire, amanita and omega three,
Documents, sacraments, life jackets, and DIY

Spin, spin the bottle, who will you have to kiss?
Laugh, laugh, those who watch you blush a little in the night,
Spin, spin the dark eye, spin the heart screwdriver,
Fiberglass and soda, mosquito coils and dynamite

Like a sparrow in the rain, like a bugle on a train
Get up, stand up, take your shoes off
This is ground control to Major Tom
Captain Harlock returns to Comm
Don't worry, don't cry, you never know