Paroles et traduction Nino D'Angelo - Il Compleanno

Il Compleanno

Guardo ′a vita che scorre
Miez"e mane e stu munno
Ca nun vede e nun sente
'O dulore ′e chi se lamenta
Mentre 'o viento s'addorma
Cade ll′acqua da ′o cielo ca 'e nfonne
′E jurnate 'e sti guerre
Ca sò pagine ′e sanghe ccà 'nterra
Ammore, si nun ce stisse tu, che sapore
Tenessene ′e jurnate, ca cù ttè sò doce
Pecché arapresse ll'uocchie
Si tu nun fuss à luce
Ammore
Cinquanta anne so tante
Pe' capì troppe cose
Pe′ cagnà ce vò tiempo
Pe′ sparà nun ce vò proprio niente
Sta città che s'affonna
Sotto ′e guai da speranza e dè mbruoglie
E me fermo n'istante
Pecchè voglio parlà cu ′a cuscienza
Ammore, si nun ce stisse tu, che sapore
Tenessene 'e jurnate, ca cù ttè sò doce
Pecché arapresse ll′uocchie
Si tu nun fuss à luce
Ammore, si nun ce stisse tu, na parola
Nun fosse na carezza ca me parla e m'aiuta
Nun fosse nu mumento, né 'a vita
Ca nun è maie fernuta
Ammore, si nun ce stisse tu, che sapore
Tenessene ′e jurnate, ca cù ttè sò doce
Pecché arapresse ll′uocchie
Si tu nun fuss à luce
Ammore, si nun ce stisse tu, na parola
Nun fosse na carezza, ca me parla e m'aiuta
Nun fosse nu mumento, ne ′a vita
Ca nun è maie fernuta
Ammore, ammore, ammore, ammore (Ammore, ammore)
Ammore mio (Ammore, ammore)

The Birthday

I witness life passing by
Amidst these hands and this world
That neither sees nor hears
The pain of those lamenting
While the wind lulls
Rain falls from the sky and drenches us
The days of these wars
Are bloody pages here on Earth
My love, if you weren't here, what flavor
Would these days have, for with you they are sweet
Because I open my eyes
If you were not my light
My love
Fifty years is a long time
To understand too many things
It takes time to change
It takes nothing to shoot
This sinking city
Beneath the troubles of hope and deceit
And I stop for a moment
Because I want to speak with my conscience
My love, if you weren't here, what flavor
Would these days have, for with you they are sweet
Because I open my eyes
If you were not my light
My love, if you weren't here, a word
Would not be a caress that speaks to me and helps me
Would not be a moment, nor life
That is never finished
My love, if you weren't here, what flavor
Would these days have, for with you they are sweet
Because I open my eyes
If you were not my light
My love, if you weren't here, a word
Would not be a caress that speaks to me and helps me
Would not be a moment, nor life
That is never finished
My love, my love, my love, my love (My love, my love)
My love (My love, my love)