Paroles et traduction Fabrizio De André - A dumenega - live tour 'Creuza de ma'

A dumenega - live tour 'Creuza de ma'

Quandu ä dumenega fan u gíu
Cappellin neuvu neuvu u vestiu
Cu ′a madama a madama 'n testa
O belin che festa o belin che festa

A tûtti apreuvu ä pruccessiún
D′a Teresin-a du Teresún
Tûtti a miâ ë figge du diàu
Che belin de lou che belin de lou

E a stu luciâ de cheusce e de tettín
Ghe fan u sciätu anche i ciû piccin
Mama mama damme ë palanche
Veuggiu anâ a casín veuggiu anâ a casín

E ciû s'addentran inta cittæ
Ciû euggi e vuxi ghe dan deré
Ghe dixan quellu che nu peúan dî
De zeùggia sabbu e de lûnedì

A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu

A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l′öxellu

E u direttú du portu c′u ghe vedde l'ou
′Nte quelle scciappe a reposu da a lou
Pe nu fâ vedde ch'u l′è cuntentu
Ch'u meu-neuvu u gh′à u finansiamentu

U se cunfunde 'nta confûsiún
Cun l'euggiu pin de indignasiún
E u ghe cría u ghe cría deré
Bagasce sëi e ghe restè

E ti che ti ghe sbraggi apreuvu
Mancu ciû u nasu gh′avei de neuvu
Bruttu galûsciu de ′n purtòu de Cristu
Nu t'è l′únicu ch'u se n′è avvistu

Che in mezzu a quelle creatúe
Che se guagnan u pan da nûe
A gh'è a gh′è a gh'è a gh'è
A gh′è anche teu muggè

A Ciamberlin sûssa belin
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l′öxellu

A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu

A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l′öxellu

A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu

A dumenega - live tour 'Creuza de ma'

When the blessed lady comes out
With her beautiful hat and dress
With the Madonna and Child on her head
Oh what a beautiful party, what a beautiful party

She leads the procession
Of Saint Teresa
All my little devils
What a beautiful party, what a beautiful party

And at this light of torches and candles
Even the smallest ones get their kicks
Mama, mama, give me some money
I want to go to the carnival, I want to go to the carnival

And the further they get into the city
The more eyes and voices follow them
They say things they don't dare to say
On Saturday, Sunday and Monday

At Chamberlin, kiss me, baby
In the Fox, breasts of a nutcracker
In Caignan, faces of the third hand
And in Puntexellu they show you the bird

At Chamberlin, kiss me, baby
In the Fox, breasts of a nutcracker
In Caignan, faces of the third hand
And in Puntexellu they show you the bird

And the harbor master who sees the egg
In those buttocks resting in the mud
Not to show that you are happy
That your new girlfriend has the funding

He gets confused in the confusion
With eyes full of indignation
And he shouts and he shouts at her
You are whores and you will stay that way

And you, who scream at her
Even your nose is no longer new
Ugly rooster of a rotten Christ
You are not the only one who has noticed

That among those creatures
Who earn their bread from us
There is, there is, there is, there is
There's also your wife

At Chamberlin kiss me, baby
In the Fox, breasts of a nutcracker
In Caignan, faces of the third hand
And in Puntexellu they show you the bird

At Chamberlin, kiss me, baby
In the Fox, breasts of a nutcracker
In Caignan, faces of the third hand
And in Puntexellu they show you the bird

At Chamberlin, kiss me, baby
In the Fox, breasts of a nutcracker
In Caignan, faces of the third hand
And in Puntexellu they show you the bird

At Chamberlin, kiss me, baby
In the Fox, breasts of a nutcracker
In Caignan, faces of the third hand
And in Puntexellu they show you the bird