...E Cerca 'E Me Capi' - 1995 Digital Remaster - Pino Daniele traduction en anglais

...E Cerca 'E Me Capi' - 1995 Digital Remaster

E cerca 'e me capì'
E' tanto tempo che non ti vedevo
Eppure so' cuntento
'O ssaje m'hanno fottuto 'e viaggi e
L'autostrada
Tutto chello c'aggio passato e mo' nun
Credo cchiù
Nun credo cchiù
E torno a casa stanco muorto e nun
Voglio fà' niente
Sto cu ll'uocchie apierte e sento 'e sunà', sunà'
E pruove a vedè' cu dint'a ll'uocchie'O sole
E c'o cazone rutto a parlà' 'e rivoluzione
E cride ancora cride ancora
E pruove a vedè' chi t'ha attaccato 'e 'mmane
E nun te può girà' pecchè te fanno male
E cride ancora cride ancora...
E cerca e me capì'
Vorrei strappare mille occasioni
E poi fuggir lontano
Me so' scucciato 'e parlà' e dire ogni volta
Quel che ho dentro e poi star male e poi suonare, suonare
Ma torno a casa stanco muorto e nun
Voglio fà' niente
Sto cu ll'uocchie apierte e sento 'e cantà', cantà'
E pruove a vedè' cu dint'a
Ll'uocchie 'o sole
E c'o cazone rutto a parlà e rivoluzione
E cride ancora cride ancora
E pruove a vedè' chi t'ha attaccato 'e 'mmane
E nun te può girà' pecchè te fanno male
E sona ancora sona ancora

...And Try To Understand Me - 1995 Digital Remaster

And try to understand me
It's been a long time since I saw you.
Yet I am happy.
I know they have screwed me over with the trips and
The highway.
Everything that I have been through and now
I don't believe it anymore.
I don't believe it anymore.
And I go back home dead tired and don't
Want to do anything.
I lie with my eyes open and hear the music play, play.
And I try to see the sun in the eyes
And talk of revolution with the broken guitar.
And believe again, believe again.
And I try to see who tied your hands
And you can't turn around because they hurt you.
And believe again, believe again...
And try to understand me.
I would like to seize a thousand occasions
And then run away far away.
I am tired of talking and saying every time
What I have inside and then feel bad and play music, music.
But I go back home dead tired and don't
Want to do anything.
I lie with my eyes open and hear the music play, play.
And I try to see in the
Eyes the sun.
And talk of revolution with the broken guitar.
And believe again, believe again.
And I try to see who tied your hands
And you can't turn around because they hurt.
And play again, play again.