Paroles et traduction Nicola Siciliano - Gonfie Vele

Gonfie Vele

Ah, ah
′O ssaje l'acronimo, no?
Yeah, che te lo spiego a fa′, fra?

Tenevo a chi guardava 'e spalle, guardiaspalle, attacco 'o cane
Je so′ figlio d"e denare, ma senza colpe sbagliate
Si parlamme ′e fa' ′sti cose, lieva sempre 'a famme ′a mmiezzo
Sotto 'a tuta tengo ′a Klein ca addore 'e fiore 'e Surriento
Si fummammo stammo buono, nun tengo presentimente
Fin quando ′o munno nun crolla e nuje murimme indubbiamente
Metto ′a giacca 'ncopp"a seggia, adoppo ′a trovo a piede 'o lietto
Forse è ′a forza da pigrizia o nun dongo valore a niente
Ma capisce ca chi crisce vive e more 'int"e mumente
Senza pallottole ′ncuorpo, magno 'o pranzo e zompo 'a cena
Tengo ′a famme e chi nun se sazia, pizze fritte e poche ′e rap
Stevemo dint"o parchetto, na volante ch"a ristretto
Mette 'nterra a tutte quante dicenno: "Dettammo ′a legge"
Tu 'ncopp"o Ponte d"e Suspire cu duje puttanune viecchie
Nuje simmo figli ′e 'sti strade, palle sotto ′e cupertune
Steva nu cumpagno mio, fra', dint"o cesso manca 'a luce
E ′sti muccuse songo zero, ′o rap nun tene padrone
Si fosseme nu canile, fra', je nun fosse nu Pitbull
Ma nu cane ca dà ′ncuollo pecché 'a paura è na culla
Quanno durme scite ′a stanza, ma ancora nun te scite tu, eh
Songo 'a vita toja ca te dà spunto comme ′e vivere
Mentre mitte l'apostrofo nuje continuammo a ridere
Scamazzanno tutt"e bastarde ca primma c'hanno deriso
Stevo sempre contro ′o bene e a vote pure viso a viso
Nuje nun simmo comme ll′ate, te parlo personalmente
Spero che 'a persona ca sî si parle ′e me tu nun t'offiende
Tengo ′o cuorpo ca nun s'attiva, frate′, ce vuleva l'erba
Aggio espresso 'e suonne mieje cu n′addore dint"a stanzetta
Mo desidero ′e capì chi cu te resta dint"o viento
Nun aggio maje purtato a barca, ma vaco sempe a gonfie vele
Te spaccano e po' te curano comme si fossimo scieme
M′hanno ditto: "Nun saje fa' ′o rap" mentre sbucciavano 'e mele
Fin quando nun me stuto comme ′a pratica 'e l'hostess
Tanto quando muore a dinta a fora nun sî manco ′o stesso
Si t"o chiedono te chiude e rieste a marcì ch"e complesse
Pecciò songo ′o suonno mio, acronimo cu l'NS
′A pace resta calligrafica, allerì t'hê a zappà ′a terra
Fanno "gang, gang, gang", adoppo "bang, bang, bang"
Si 'ncacagliano ′e parole e creammo 'o rap trappuziente
Porto sempre 'a spesa a casa e nun me piaceno ′e pesielle
C"o scrivevo dint"a chat, essa capeva malamente
Femmena c"o culo big, quando m"o dà, tengo genio
Sto calmanno ′o desiderio 'e nun fernì ′int"e tarantelle
Al massimo purtammo 'o rap addò vonno arrivà ′sti scieme
Fast & Furious 'int"a scena, fra′, ma nun songo Toretto
Caso mai dongo nu gancio 'e rime, fra', tipo Torettolla
Tengo na big T, big G, big joint
′E rime te tornano areto, chiammame Mister Ping Pong

Full Sails

Ah, ah
You know the acronym, right?
Yeah, why would I even explain it to you, bro?

I used to have someone watching my back, bodyguard, I unleash the dog
I am the son of money, but without mistaken guilt
If we talk about doin' these things, always remove hunger from the middle
Under the tracksuit I keep the Klein that smells of Surriento flowers
If we smoke we're good, I don't have presence of mind
Until the world collapses and we undoubtedly die
I put the jacket on the chair, later I find it at the foot of the bed
Maybe it's the force of laziness or I don't give value to anything
But you understand that those who grow up live and die in the moment
Without bullets in my body, I eat lunch and skip dinner
I have hunger and who doesn't get full, fried pizzas and few raps
We were in the park, a patrol car that tightened
It puts everyone on the ground saying: "We dictate the law"
You on the Bridge of Sighs with two old hookers
We are children of these streets, balls under the covers
There was a friend of mine, bro, in the bathroom there's no light
And these pussies are zero, rap has no owner
If we were a kennel, bro, I wouldn't be a Pitbull
But a dog that strangles because fear is a weakness
When you sleep you know the room, but you still don't know yourself, huh
I'm your life that gives you momentum like living
While you put the apostrophe we keep laughing
Mocking all the bastards who laughed at us before
I was always against the good and sometimes even face to face
We are not like the others, I'm talking to you personally
I hope that the person you are, if they talk about me you are not offended
I have a body that doesn't activate, brother, it wanted the weed
I expressed my dreams with a scent in the room
Now I want to understand who stays with you in the wind
I never brought the boat, but I always go full sail
They break you and then they heal you as if we were crazy
They told me: "You don't know how to rap" while peeling apples
Until I get tired like the practice of the hostess
So much so that when you die inside out you're not even the same
If they ask you, close yourself up and go back to walking with complexes
Because I'm my dream, acronym with NS
Peace remains calligraphic, later you have to sweep the floor
They do "gang, gang, gang", then "bang, bang, bang"
If the words get stuck and we create the stumbling rap
I always bring the groceries home and I don't like the PS
What I was writing in the chat, she understood poorly
Woman with a big ass, when she gives it to me, I'm a genius
I'm calming down the desire not to end up in tarantellas
At most, we take rap where these crazy people want to go
Fast & Furious in the scene, bro, but I'm not Toretto
In case I give a rhyme hook, bro, like Torettolla
I have a big T, big G, big joint
The rhymes come back to you, call me Mister Ping Pong