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Nanneddu

Nanneddu meu
Nanneddu meu
Nanneddu meu
Su mundu est gai
A sicut erat
Non torrat mai
A sicut erat
Non torrat mai

Semus in tempos
De tirannias
Infamidades
E carestias

Como sos populos
Cascant che cane
Gridende forte:
"Cherimus pane! "

Famidos, nois
Semus pappande
Pan'e castanza
Terra cun lande

Terra ch'a fangu
Torrat su poveru
Senz'alimentu
Senza ricoveru

Semus sididos
In sas funtanas
Pretende s'abba
Parimus ranas

Peus su famene
Chi, forte, sonat
Sa janna a tottus
E non perdonat

Nanneddu meu
Nanneddu meu
Nanneddu meu
Su mundu est gai
A sicut erat
Non torrat mai
A sicut erat
Non torrat mai

Cuddas banderas
Numeru trinta
De binu'onu
Mudad'hant tinta

Appenas mortas
Cussas banderas
Non piùs s'osservant
Imbreagheras

Sos tristos corvos
A chie los lassas?
Pienos de tirrias
E malas trassas

E gai chi tottus
Faghimus gherra
Pro pagas dies
De vida in terra

Nanneddu meu
Nanneddu meu
Nanneddu meu
Su mundu est gai
A sicut erat
Non torrat mai
A sicut erat
Non torrat mai

Semus in tempos
De tirannias
Infamidades
E carestias

Adiosu, Nanni
Tenedi contu
Faghe su surdu
Ettad'a tontu

A tantu, l'ides
Su mund'est gai
A sicut erat
Non torrat mai

Nanneddu meu
Nanneddu meu
Nanneddu meu
Su mundu est gai
A sicut erat
Non torrat mai
A sicut erat
Non torrat mai

Sonny Boy

Sonny Boy
Sonny Boy
Sonny Boy
The world is mad
As it was
It will never burn
As it was
It will never burn

We are in times
Of tyranny
Infamy
And famine

Like the people
Fall down like dogs
Screaming out:
"We want bread! "

Hungry, we are
We are eating
Chestnut bread
Earth with acorns

Land that is mud
Burns the poor man
Without food
Without shelter

We are thirsty
In the fountains
We look for water
We seem like frogs

For the hunger
Which, loud, rings out
The door to all
And does not forgive

Nanneddu mio
Nanneddu mio
Nanneddu mio
The world is mad
As it was
It will never burn
As it was
It will never burn

Those banners
Number thirty
Of good wine
Have changed color

Barely dead
Those banners
Are no longer seen
Drunkards

The sad crows
To whom do you leave them?
Full of anger
And bad habits

And so all
We make war
For a few days
Of life on earth

Sonny Boy
Sonny Boy
Sonny Boy
The world is mad
As it was
It will never burn
As it was
It will never burn

We are in times
Of tyranny
Infamy
And famine

Farewell, Sonny
Be careful
Play dumb
And pretend to be crazy

Just then, you see
The world is mad
As it was
It will never burn

Sonny Boy
Sonny Boy
Sonny Boy
The world is mad
As it was
It will never burn
As it was
It will never burn