Paroles et traduction Geolier - Intro

Intro

Tu ca te domand chi song, no sacc' manc' ij
Teng a chest, n'è italian, a me m' chiamm papi
Mamacita vien mo', rimm ma primm arò stiv?
Pecché co grass rind e man, fors manc me veriv
Vogl accattà dieci palazz sul pe da' a mammà
E quann po' vò coccos, nun addà manc parlà
Pecché nu sacc ess ancor quand ancor 'sta ca'
Pecché purtropp a vita oggi nun cia poss accattà
Vulev 'na scarpa costos, mo a teng e 't colur
Vulev ch'ella uaglion co' mezz e tutt colur
Ca si passav na guardav, troppa bell pe me
E mo m'addorm nziem a ess, ess vo nu criatur
Chi ha scritt a Bibbia, vogl fa sul 'na domand
Gesù Crist si esiste, arò sta? Arò cumann?
Stann criatur ancor ogg, o sai ca' mor'n e famm
Pecché nun ce rispunn quann nuij po' pregamm
E patt e sang rind e stanz purtropp l'aggia fatt
Mammà nun chieder nient, a te spiegà è complicat
Teng na vita annanz, ma già aggia fatt abbastanz
Primm che scarp bucat, mo stong oro e diamant
Pecché nun sacc chi song, oppur chi vuless esser
E mor cu na cattiverj e viv cu nu malesser
Sto cercann ancor, oggi sta chi s'accir 'p me
Rind 'a cap che pensier che nu fann 'p me
Mammà nu chiagn, 'mo s'addorm semp e sul seren
Però sta mal e nun me trov quann ess se scet
M'essa vennut tutt cos, sul p'esser san
E saccio che po' aggia murì, sul fra nu par r'ann
Brrra (Brrra)

Intro

You who wonder who I am, I don't even know myself
I have this, it's not Italian, to me they call me papi
Mamacita, come on, but first, did we do this?
Because with fat hands and feet, maybe you wouldn't even look at me
I want to buy ten palaces on my feet to give to my mom
And when she asks for something, I don't even have to talk
Because I don't know who I am yet when I'm still like this
Because unfortunately life today I can't buy it
I wanted an expensive shoe, now I have it and the color
I wanted those boys with half and all the colors
That if they looked at me, they would be too beautiful for me
And now I fall asleep with it, it's like a creature
Who wrote the Bible, I just want to ask him a question
Jesus Christ if he exists, where is he? Where is he?
There are still creatures today, or do you know that they die and starve?
Why doesn't he answer us when we pray?
And blood and blood in the room, unfortunately I made it
Mom, don't ask for anything, explaining to you is complicated
I have a life ahead of me, but I have already done enough
Before the shoe was broken, now I was wearing gold and diamonds
Because I don't know who I am, or who I want to be
And I die with wickedness and live with malaise
I'm still looking, today who's looking for me
In the head, those thoughts that don't do anything for me
Mom don't cry, now she falls asleep forever and only serene
But she's sick and I can't find her when she wakes up
I would have sold everything, just to be healthy
And I know that then I have to die, just between a year for now
Brrra (Brrra)