Paroles et traduction Nino D'Angelo - 'O Schiavo E 'O Rre

'O Schiavo E 'O Rre

Sentite gente,vicine e luntane
Vuie ca tenite sulo ′e suonne astipate
E 'a tanto tiempo c′aspettate 'a fortuna
E si 'a cercate nun va fa truvà nisciuno
Sentite gente ′ncantata ′a stu mare
Nun basta 'o sole pe′ ghì annanze dimane
E chisto treno ca v'avess"a purtà ′a luna
L'hanno deviato già int′a a casa 'e coccoruno
Ma comme se fa a dicere viva l'Italia
Campanno senza vivere, zumpanno ′e guaie
Ma comme se fa a dicere viva l′Italia
Murenno sotto 'e diebete ca fanno l′ate
'O schiavo e ′o rre, sto mano a te
A te ca te piglie 'o respiro e ′e mane pe' scrivere
'O schiavo e ′o re, ′a legge d"a vita chest'è
′O riesto so sule parole, 'nu telecomando e ′na televisione
Sentite gente cu 'e braccia stancate
Vuie ca ′a fatica va site 'nventata
E dint"e sacche ve purtate 'o dolore
D"a libertà pigliata a schiaffe d"o padrone
Ma comme se fa a dicere viva l′Italia
Campanno senza vivere, zumpanno ′e guaie
Ma comme se fa a dicere viva l'Italia
Murenno sotto ′e diebbete ca fanno 'e l′ate
'O schiavo e ′o rre, sto mano a te
A te ca te piglie 'o respiro e 'e mane pe′ scrivere
′O schiavo e 'o re, a legge d"a vita chest′è
'O riesto so sule parole, ′nu telecomando e 'na televisione

The Slave and the King

Listen up, people, near and far
You who only have piled-up dreams
And have been waiting for fortune for so long
And if you look for it, you won't find anyone
Listen up, people enchanted by this sea
The sun is not enough to carry you forward tomorrow
And this train that was supposed to take you to the moon
Has already been diverted to everyone's house
But how can we say Viva Italia
Living without living, jumping over troubles
But how can we say Viva Italia
Dying under the debts that they make
The slave and the king, I surrender to you
To you who take my breath and my hands to write
The slave and the king, this is the law of life
The rest are just words, a remote control and a television
Listen up, people with tired arms
You who think work was invented
And in your bags you carry the pain
Of the freedom taken by the master's slaps
But how can we say Viva Italia
Living without living, jumping over troubles
But how can we say Viva Italia
Dying under the debts that they make
The slave and the king, I surrender to you
To you who take my breath and my hands to write
The slave and the king, this is the law of life
The rest are just words, a remote control and a television