Pierangelo Bertoli - Un'inseni - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Pierangelo Bertoli - Un'inseni




Un'inseni
A Human Being
L'era una not come tanti ch'ag
It was a night like so many others that have been
Quand as va a let stof e stlee
When you went to your bed tired and worn
Ma apeina desd am sintè come un re
But as soon as I woke up, I felt like a king
Per quel ch'am era insugnee.
For what I had dreamt.
Tot i operai ch'i lavureven
All the workers that worked there
Ig' iv'n al gost ed camper
Had such a desire to live
E quand da vec i er'n in pensiaun
And when in their old age they retired
Ig'n iv'n anchera da insgner.
They still had so much more to give.
Tot i ragas ier'n insem ai piò vec
All the children were together with the elderly
Come dau faci d'un spec
Like the rays of the sun shining through glass
Gninta piò leder e gninta bancher
Nothing more tiring, nothing more deceitful
E gninta carabiner.
And nothing more violent.
I calabreis e i piemunteis
The Calabrians and the Piedmontese
Is abraseven fra 'dlaur
Hugged each other warmly
E i mariner coi muntaner
And the sailors with the mountain people
I eren dacord e d'amaur.
Lived in harmony and with love.
Un po' piò avanti ag era un tapet
A little further on was a tapestry
Fat col staneli di pret
Made with stone tiles
Nisun al vliva cmander in un gueren
No one wanted to rule in a war
Con la paura 'd' l'inferen.
For fear of hell.
Gninta piò pegri gninta piò lauv
Nothing more lazy, nothing more hard-working
Gninta pastaur e padraun
Nothing more shepherd and master
Pochi paroli seimper piò fat
Few more words, always more deeds
Gninta piò furb o coiaun.
Nothing more cunning or stupid.
A vdè paser una banda ed suldee
At seeing a squad of soldiers pass by
Con di salam tot lighee
Carrying guns tightly tied together
I' ven fat so in un fas da bruser
I felt like throwing them in a bonfire
Tot qui ch'ig vliven cmander.
All those who wanted to rule.
Ché i capitani i generee
For those captains, generals
Con i teneint e i magiaur
With the lieutenants and the majors
E po' i minester zodes e Pepa
And then the ministers of justice and Pinochet
Industrie dittataur.
Industry dictators.
I fen na busa piò granda dal saul
They create a hole bigger than the sun
Ig fichen deinter l'unaur
They stuff in it the honor
Po' quand al rosch al tot e spasee
Then when the sun is completely red and exhausted
I anden a fer so el sitee.
They go to do the city center.
Gninta piò guera sauvra la tera
Nothing more war on the earth
Gninta piò nee difereint
Nothing more black and white
I eren tot seri i eren tot baun
They were all sincere, they were all good
Seinsa guarder i pareint.
Without looking at their relatives.
L'era una not come tanti ch'ag
It was a night like so many others that have been
Quand as va a let stof e stlee
When you went to your bed tired and worn
Ma apeina desd am sintè come un re
But as soon as I woke up, I felt like a king
Per quel ch'am era insugnee.
For what I had dreamt.





Writer(s): Pier Angelo Bertoli


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