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O pellirossa

′O Pellirossa
Renato Carosone

Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba...

Uè! Uè!
So' Catumbo ′o pellirossa 'o cchiù bello d' ′a tribù.

Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba...

Uè! Uè!
So′ Catumbo 'o pellirossa ′o cchiù bello d' ′a tribù.

Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba.

Comme me sceto me piazzo 'a penna ′ncapo
E a' faccia 'e sti selvagge,
Io me faccio ′nu tatuaggio
Col rossetto di mammà!
Tumba Catumba... Catumba mba!

Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba!...

So Catumbo ′o pellirossa,
Tengo 'a lancia e ′a pippa 'e gesso.
Cca nisciuno me fa fesso!...
Songo ′o meglio d' ′a tribù!
Chi me chiamma: "Freccia nera".
Chi me chiamma: "Penna gialla".
Uh! Ma ll'anema d' ′a palla!...
Nun capisco niente cchiù!...
"Toro seduto" ′a cca,
"Cavallo pazzo" 'a llà,
Atturno a me se metteno a ballà
So′ Catumbo 'o pellirossa,
Pellirossa americano...
Uh! Che spasso a fa l′indiano
Col rossetto di mammà!...

Chi me chiamma: "Freccia nera",
Chi me chiamma: "Penna Gialla".
Uh! Ma ll'anema d′ 'a palla!...
Nun capisco niente cchiù!...
So' Catumbo ′o pellirossa,
Pellirossa americano.
Uh! Che spasso a fa l′indiano
Col rossetto di mammà!...

O pellirossa - The Red Indian

O Pellirossa - The Red Indian
Renato Carosone

Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba...

Hey! Hey!
I'm Catumbo the Red Indian, the most handsome of the tribe.

Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba...

Hey! Hey!
I'm Catumbo the Red Indian, the most handsome of the tribe.

Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba.

When I wake up I place a feather on my head
And in front of these savages,
I give myself a tattoo
With my mother's lipstick!
Tumba Catumba... Catumba mba!

Tumba Catumba... Tumba Catumba!...

I am Catumbo the Red Indian,
I have a spear and a pipe made of chalk.
No one here makes a fool of me!...
I am the best of the tribe!
Some call me: "Black Arrow".
Some call me: "Yellow Feather".
Oh! But by the soul of the ball!...
I don't understand anything anymore!...
"Sitting Bull" over here,
"Crazy Horse" over there,
They all gather around me to dance
I am Catumbo the Red Indian,
Red Indian American...
Oh! What fun it is to play Indian
With my mother's lipstick!...

Some call me: "Black Arrow",
Some call me: "Yellow Feather".
Oh! But by the soul of the ball!...
I don't understand anything anymore!...
I am Catumbo the Red Indian,
Red Indian American.
Oh! What fun it is to play Indian
With my mother's lipstick!...