L'italien - Live Version - Les Enfoirés traduction en anglais

L'italien - Live Version

C'est moi, c'est l'Italien
Est-ce qu'il y a quelqu'un?
Est-ce qu'il y a quelqu'une?
D'ici, j'entends le chien
Et si tu n'es pas morte
Ouvre-moi sans rancune

Je rentre un peu tard, je sais
18 ans de retard, c'est vrai
Mais j'ai trouvé mes allumettes
Dans une rue du Massachusetts
Il est fatigant, le voyage
Pour un enfant de mon âge

Ouvre-moi, ouvre-moi la porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci sei, aprimi la porta
Non sai come è stato laggiù

Je reviens au logis
J'ai fait tous les métiers
Voleur, équilibriste
Maréchal des logis
Comédien, braconnier
Empereur et pianiste

J'ai connu des femmes, oui mais
Je joue bien mal aux dames, tu sais
Du temps que j'étais chercheur d'or
Elles m'ont tout pris, j'en pleure encore
Là-dessus, le temps est passé
Quand j'avais le dos tourné

Ouvre-moi, ouvre-moi la porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci sei, aprimi la porta
Diro come è stato laggiù
Ho

C'est moi, c'est l'Italien
Je reviens de si loin
La route était mauvaise
Et tant d'années après, tant de chagrins après
Je rêve d'une chaise

Ouvre, tu es là, je sais
Je suis tellement las, tu sais
Il ne me reste qu'une chance
Celle que tu n'aies pas eu ta chance
Mais ce n'est plus le même chien
Et la lumière s'éteint

Ouvrez-moi, ouvrez une porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci siete, aprite una porta
Diro come è stato laggiù
Ho

Ouvrez-moi, ouvrez une porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci siete, aprite una porta
Diro come è stato laggiù
Ho

Ouvrez-moi (ouvrez-moi), ouvrez (aprimi la porta)
(La puert-)

L'italien - Live Version

I am he, the Italian
Is anyone there?
Is there anyone?
I can hear the dog from here
And if you are not dead
Open to me without any grudge

I know I’m coming home a little late
18 years late, it's true
But I found my matches
On a street in Massachusetts
The journey is tiring
For a boy my age

Open the door for me, open the door for me
I can't take it anymore
If you are there, open the door for me
You don't know what it was like over there

I'm coming back home
I've done all kinds of jobs
Thief, tightrope walker
Sergeant
Actor, poacher
Emperor and pianist

I've known women, yes but
I’m not very good at checkers, you know
When I was a gold digger
They took everything from me, I still cry about it
In the meantime, time has passed
When my back was turned

Open the door for me, open the door for me
I can't take it anymore
If you are there, open the door for me
I’ll tell you what it was like over there
Ho

I am he, the Italian
I come from so far away
The road was bad
And so many years later, so many sorrows later
I dream of a chair

Open up, you are there, I know
I am so tired, you know
I only have one chance left
That you haven't had your chance
But it's not the same dog anymore
And the light is going out

Open a door for me, open a door
I can't take it anymore
If you are there, open a door
I’ll tell you what it was like over there
Ho

Open a door for me, open a door
I can't take it anymore
If you are there, open a door
I’ll tell you what it was like over there
Ho

Open for me (open for me), open (open the door for me)
(The puert-)