Paroles et traduction Nino D'Angelo - Italia bella

Italia bella

Italia Bella. Italia ca nun va′
L'Italia cu troppe stelle senza nu varieta′
L'Italia 'e l′artista, che vanno a protesta′
E rrecchie d'e disonesti, nun sentono verita′
Ahah Ah Ahah Ah Ahah hahaha Ahah Ah Ahah! Ah hahaha
L'Italia bella, Italia c′a nun va'
L′Italia cu troppi ricchi.ca nun vonno pava'
L'Italia ′e prumesse che servono pe′ fa parla'
L′Italia d'e furbi e de fessi
′E chi se fa accattà
Ahah Ah Ahah Ah Ahah hahaha Ahah Ah Ahah Ah hahaha
E' turnato ′o Padrone! E' turnato 'o Padrone
Che miliune dint′a sacca va′ a parlanne ' a Nazione
E′ turnato o Padrone! E' turnato o padrone!
Nun ce ffa′ pava' ll′aria
Quant"è bello o Padrone
Viva il Padrone Viva
Italia bella, Italia ca nun va'
L'Italia d′e tarantelle.ca fanno acca′ e alla'
L′Italia egoista. c'a se ne fotte d′a comunita'
L′Italia cu ll'uocchie triste, vestute e dignita'
Ahah Ah Ahah Ah Ahah! hahaha Ahah Ah Ahah Ah hahaha
E′ turnato ′o Padrone! E' turnato ′o Padrone!
Arapite e feneste Splancate 'e balcune
E′ turnato 'o Padrone! E′ turnato 'o Padrone
Nun ce fa pava' l′acqua
Comme è bello ′o Padrone
Viva il Padrone Padro' sei grande
Italia bella, Italia ca nun va′
L'Italia che sentinelle, c′a arrobbono 'e citta′
L'Italia e Giustizia. ca' pave sulo chi nun po′ magna′
L'Italia Federalista, l′Italia a cagna'
E′ turnato 'o Padrone! E′ turnato 'o Padrone
E' turnato ca giacca, ′a cravatta e ′o bastone!
E' turnato ′o Padrone! E' turnato ′o Padrone
Nun ce ffa pava' e tasse
Ma se piglia a pensione
Ahah Ah Ahah Ah Ahah hahaha Ahah Ah Ahah Ah hahaha

Italia bella

O Italy, my beauty. O Italy, where all is not well
O Italy, with so many stars, yet no true variety
O Italy of artists, who protest in vain
The ears of the wicked are deaf to the truth
Ahah Ah Ahah Ah Ahah hahaha Ahah Ah Ahah! Ah hahaha
O Italy, my beauty, O Italy, where all is not well
O Italy, with too many rich people who refuse to pay their taxes
O Italy of empty promises, that serve only to keep us talking
O Italy of the cunning and the fools
And those who sell themselves for a quick buck
Ahah Ah Ahah Ah Ahah hahaha Ahah Ah Ahah Ah hahaha
The master has returned! The master has returned
With millions in his pockets, going around talking to the nation
The master has returned! The master has returned
Don't make us pay for air
Oh, how handsome the master is
Long live the master, long live
O Italy, my beauty, O Italy, where all is not well
O Italy of tarantellas, that bring on a whirlwind and a drought
O Italy, selfish and uncaring of the needs of its people
O Italy, with eyes full of sadness, stripped of dignity
Ahah Ah Ahah Ah Ahah! hahaha Ahah Ah Ahah Ah hahaha
The master has returned! The master has returned
Open the windows, fling open the balconies
The master has returned! The master has returned
Don't make us pay for water
Oh, how handsome the master is
Long live the master, master, you are great
O Italy, my beauty, O Italy, where all is not well
O Italy of sentries, who rob the cities
O Italy of justice, where only the poor are punished
O Italy, federalist and fickle
The master has returned! The master has returned
The master has returned with a jacket, a tie, and a cane!
The master has returned! The master has returned
Don't make us pay taxes
But go ahead and take your pension
Ahah Ah Ahah Ah Ahah hahaha Ahah Ah Ahah Ah hahaha