Paroles et traduction Niko Pandetta feat. Peppe Soks - Revenge (Feat. Peppe Soks)

Revenge (Feat. Peppe Soks)

Mamma chiagneva e nott pe′ nun se fa verè
C'accatt una casa a tre piani per l′a consolà
Sì nun tenev nient, tenev sul a me
E mo che o' pozz fa c'accat a felicità
Cullan gruoss ′ncuollo sul pe′ dimostrà
A chi nun ce credeva ed era buon solo a parlà
Prima stevm stritt c"e cumpagn int'o rion
Mo′ scend loc ossaij c song o cap e tutt a zon

Mo' si chiov, chiovn e denar
Fendi, Gucci ′na vot a semman
Però l'ossaij l′agg pagat car
Tatuagg e sang dint e man
Pur si nun m'è mancat o' pan
Mo′ sto ′nsiem a Peppe a riv e mar
Giuro nun m'è mai passat a famm
Parl poco però patt chiar

Duje cumpagn rint a piazz n′accus e tnè
E nisciun e tutt e duje tnev mang n'eur
Pcché a nuje si c′ha salvat sul a music
Facimm e sord frat fammoc a chi giudic

Ngopp a na motociclett pe vic e catanj
E uaglion re balcun allucn ti am
E pe sacc chin d'erv a mamm chied scus
Si p tutt e tarantell fatt da muccus

Ngopp e motorin sti uagliun senza chance
Che fierr ind e giacc, nfacc e passamuntagn
Mand e sold e carcerat proprj comm è clan
Tnimm chiu famm
Saliern e catanj fra oramaj nu patt e sang

Mo′ si chiov, chiovn e denar
Fendi, Gucci 'na vot a semman
Però l'ossaij l′agg pagat car
Tatuagg e sang dint e man
Pur si nun m′è mancat o' pan
Mo′ sto 'nsiem a Peppe a riv e mar
Giuro nun m′è mai passat a famm
Parl poco però patt chiar

Pur si nun m'è mancat o′ pan
Mo' sto 'nsiem a Peppe a riv e mar
Giuro nun m′è mai passat a famm
Parl poco però patt chiar

Revenge (Feat. Peppe Soks)

Mamma be crying every night and has stopped showing her face
I buy her a three-story house to try and console her
If she didn't have anything, she still had me
And now I can buy her happiness
I put an enormous chain around my neck to prove
To those who didn't believe in me and liked to gossip
We used to hang out with our friends in the neighborhood
Now I drive around the neighborhood and everybody knows my name

Now it's raining, raining money
Fendi, Gucci once a week
But I paid dearly for this money
Tattoos and blood on my hands
Even if I've never been hungry
Now I'm with Peppe enjoying the view
I swear I've never been hungry
I don't talk much, but I speak clearly

Two friends in the square with nothing on them
And neither one had a Euro
Because music is the only thing that saved us
Let's make money, bro, so we can prove ourselves to those who judged us

On a motorbike through the streets of Catania
The guys on the balconies shout "We love you"
And I apologize to my mother for the bag of weed
For all the tarantellas I danced when I was a kid

On the mopeds, these guys have no chance
With knives in their jackets and bandanas on their faces
They send money to the prisoners, just like a clan
We're really hungry now
We're driving all over Catania, it's a pact of blood

Now it's raining, raining money
Fendi, Gucci once a week
But I paid dearly for this money
Tattoos and blood on my hands
Even if I've never been hungry
Now I'm with Peppe enjoying the view
I swear I've never been hungry
I don't talk much, but I speak clearly

Even if I've never been hungry
Now I'm with Peppe enjoying the view
I swear I've never been hungry
I don't talk much, but I speak clearly