Paroles et traduction Pooh - I bambini ci guardano

I bambini ci guardano

Camminando vicini
I bambini ci guardano
Sotto molti capelli
Sopra i pattini gialli
Dietro i vetri degli autobus.
Nei tramonti d′estate
I bambini si sposano
Con le labbra salate
Di popcorn e di mare
E non sai cosa dicono.
Al di l? delle strade
I bambini ci guardano
E ci copiano i suoni
I baci e le sfide
Le canzoni e le lacrime
E si chiedono spesso
Se sia meglio capire o andare via
A viaggiare nel mondo
Con il telecomando
Delle tiv?.
Aspettando il domani
I bambini ci guardano
Imparando l'inglese
Con le bocche golose
Fra i gelati e le nuvole
E in qualunque stagione
I bambini si svegliano
Con il cuore leggero
Non gli manca il respiro
Quando suona il telefono
E disegnano gli alberi
Con il sole che ride e guarda gi?
I bambini si sa
Che non sentono mai
Che tempo fa.
E la sera li fa dormire
Sotto piccoli grandi pensieri
Che fra un mese? gi? Natale
Che domani c′? geografia
E come fanno a nascere i bambini
E dove nasce il Po.
Fanno sogni volanti
E meno innocenti
Di quel che crediamo noi.
L'orologio cammina
E i bambini ci guardano
Han voglia e paura
Di dormire una sera
E svegliarsi gi? uomini.
I bambini raccontano
Ai computer le loro fantasie.
I bambini per?
Non ci credono pi?
Alle bugie.

The Children Are Watching Us

Walking close together, my love,
The children are watching us.
Underneath so much hair,
Above yellow roller skates,
Behind the bus windows they stare.
In summer sunsets' golden hue,
The children get married, too,
With salty lips, it's true,
Of popcorn and the sea so blue,
And you don't know what they say, do you?
Beyond the streets we roam,
The children are watching us, my home.
And they copy our every sound,
The kisses and the challenges we've found,
The songs and tears that abound,
And they often wonder, profound,
If it's better to understand or just fly around,
To travel the world so wide,
With the remote control as their guide,
Of the carnival rides.
Waiting for tomorrow to arrive,
The children are watching us thrive.
Learning English on the fly,
With greedy mouths, reaching high,
Between ice cream and clouds in the sky,
And in every season, by and by,
The children wake up with a sigh,
With a light heart, they never cry,
They don't lose their breath, not even a try,
When the telephone rings, nearby,
And they draw trees, reaching for the sky,
With the sun that smiles and watches from on high.
The children, you see, it's no lie,
They never feel, no matter how they try,
What the weather's like, low or high.
And the evening lulls them to sleep,
Under small, big thoughts they keep,
That in a month? it's Christmas Eve, you'll weep,
That tomorrow there's geography, so steep,
And how are children born, secrets deep,
And where the Po river starts to creep.
They have flying dreams, so sweet,
And less innocent, I must repeat,
Than we believe, my darling, can't be beat.
The clock keeps ticking, time won't retreat,
And the children are watching us, complete.
They have the desire and the fear,
To sleep one night, my dear,
And wake up already men, so clear.
The children tell their fantasies,
To computers, with such ease.
The children, though, if you please,
Don't believe anymore, with expertise,
In lies.