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

Sidun - live tour 'Creuza de ma'

U mæ ninin u mæ
U mæ
Lerfe grasse au su
D'amë d'amë
Tûmù duçe benignu
De teu muaè
Spremmûu 'nta maccaia
De stæ de stæ

E oua grûmmu de sangue ouëge
E denti de laete
E i euggi di surdatti chen arraggë
Cu'a scciûmma a a bucca cacciuéi de bæ

A scurrï a gente cumme selvaggin-a
Finch'u sangue sarvaegu nu gh'à smurtau a qué
E doppu u feru in gua i feri d'ä prixún
E 'nte ferie a semensa velenusa d'ä depurtaziún
Perché de nostru da a cianûa a u meü
Nu peua ciû cresce aerbu ni spica ni figgeü

Ciao mæ 'nin l'ereditæ
L'è ascusa
'Nte sta çittæ
Ch'a brûxa ch'a brûxa
Inta seia che chin-a
E in stu gran ciaeu de feugu
Pe a teu morte piccin-a

Sidun - live tour 'Creuza de ma'

In my song about my
My
Lyrics written in the south
Of love, of love
Sweet, gentle wind
Of your song
Squeezed into the darkness
Of summer, of summer

And now a clot of fresh blood
And baby teeth
And the eyes of soldiers without anger
With the foam at the mouth of slaughtered cattle

People scurry like savages
Until the wild blood has chilled their bones
And after the iron in the mouth, the pain of prison
And in the wounds the poisonous seed of deportation
Because from ours, from the cradle to the grave
No more herbs, no more grain, no more figs can grow

My song 'nin your legacy
Is hidden
In this city
That burns, that burns
In the fog that thickens
And in this great ball of fire
For your small death