Paroles et traduction Modena City Ramblers - Delinqueint ed modna (Live at Estragon, Bologna / 2014)

Delinqueint ed modna (Live at Estragon, Bologna / 2014)

Arivam terda a la sira,
Coi strumeint in dal bavol,
A g'am al bas e la chitara e po al viulein.
A g'am dal machini ch'i an fat toti la guera,
A gh'è quala ed Lucio
C'la g'ha un cartoun a tac a la purtera.
Eh, oh a sam la banda
A sam gnu che par suner
An's ciapa gnanc un sold
Ma a gh'è da fer dal gran casein.
A sam la banda i sunador
Con du tambur e gnanc un sold
A sam gnu par fer baraca tota sira.
A sam la banda i sunador
Qui dal viulein e qui dal folk
A sam gnu par fer baraca tota sira.
A gh'è i delinqueint ed Modna.
I delinqueint ed Modna.
A gh'è i delinqueint ed Modna.
I delinqueint ed Modna.
A sam visti cum di puvret,
A g'am dal ghegni ch'i fan spaveint
A gh'è un bancari, a gh'è un dutor e di sfighè.
Ma eh, oh quand a's partes,
A'g vin d'la mosa, a'g vin dal fes
E un, du, tri, quater la gint i d'vinten mat.
A's va in gir par la muntagna
E par la basa ad oc sbare,
Al prem c'a'l s'indurmeinta
Al ciapa un sciaf a tac i deint.
A sam la banda i sunador
Con du tambur e gnanc un sold
A sam gnu par fer baraca tota sira.
A sam la banda i sunador
Qui dal viulein e qui dal folk
A sam gnu par fer baraca tota sira.
A gh'è i delinqueint ed Modna.
I delinqueint ed Modna.
A gh'è i delinqueint ed Modna.
I delinqueint ed Modna.

Delinquents of Modena (Live at Estragon, Bologna / 2014)

We arrive late in the evening,
With instruments in our bags,
Bass, guitar and violin.
We have instruments that made all the wars,
There's Lucio's
With a cardboard stuck to its door.
Oh, oh we are the band
We came to play
We don't even get paid
But we're here to make a big mess.
We are the band, the musicians
With two drums and not a single penny
We came to make a racket all night long.
We are the band, the musicians
Both violin and folk
We came to make a racket all night long.
Here are the delinquents of Modena.
The delinquents of Modena.
Here are the delinquents of Modena.
The delinquents of Modena.
We look like poor people,
We have faces that scare you
We have a banker, a doctor and some losers.
But oh, oh when we start,
We have wine, we have party
And one, two, three, four people go crazy.
We go around the mountains
And through the lowlands with open eyes,
The first one who falls asleep
Gets a slap in the teeth.
We are the band, the musicians
With two drums and not a single penny
We came to make a racket all night long.
We are the band, the musicians
Both violin and folk
We came to make a racket all night long.
Here are the delinquents of Modena.
The delinquents of Modena.
Here are the delinquents of Modena.
The delinquents of Modena.