Текст и перевод песни Alfio Antico - Indovinelli

Indovinelli

O scuru va, o scuru veni
O scuru fa lo so iurnata

Haiu na cosa longa e tisa
Ccu 'n cugghiuni ca mi pisa
Tunnuliddu, tunnuliddu
Tuttu natichi e nasiddu

A fimmina sta di sutta
U masculu sta di supra
Idda arrireva e iu c'ha misi
Si n'arrirereva nun c'ha minteva
Cco focu balla, cca musica no
Cco focu balla, cca musica no

A vita di l'aratu
Travagghia sutta terra
A statia pisa i ciciri
A pignata supra o focu
L'acqua quannu ugghi riri
E balla lu cummogghiu
Zoccu ci mettimu
Godi e s'arricria

Su vinuti l'agrigentini
Ccu panari e cutiddini
A lu popolu scapiddatu
Chiddu ca teni ci l'ha tagghiari

Iauta sugnu quantu un palazzu
Cascu beni nenti mi fazzu
Sugnu amara comu lu feli
Poi siccu e mi fazzu meli
Sì, mi fazzu meli

Supra a terra ligna
Supra a ligna pira
Supra la pira u beni iddiu

A tavula e la tuvagghia
S'apparicchia e poi si mangia
Lu populu e la vendemmia
A racina ca si tagghia
A carrubba e lu palazzu
Quannu sicca addiventa meli
"Sì, pirchì unnù sai?
Quannu sicca addiventa meli!"

Utticedda senza porta
Senza porta né purteddu
Bedda russa scuppulata
Ppi li to natichi è priparata
Bedda russa scuppulata
Ppi li to natichi è priparata

U populu e la vendemmia
A racina ca si tagghia
A carrubba e lu palazzu
Quannu sicca addiventa meli
Utticedda senza porta
L'ovu ca t'ammucchi
"Clisteri!"
Bedda russa scuppulata!

Riddles

It gets dark, it gets dark
It makes my day

I have something long and straight
With a ball which crushes me
Roly-poly, roly-poly
All buttocks and narrow

The woman is on the bottom
The man is on top
When she arrives, I put it in
If she doesn't arrive, I don't put it in
Here they dance with fire, not with music
Here they dance with fire, not with music

The life of the plow
It works underground
In summer it steps on chickpeas
The pot above the fire
Water when it boils
And the chimney dances
What we put in it
Enjoys it and makes it bigger

The people of Agrigento have come
With baskets and knives
For the unlucky people
He who has them must cut them

I am as tall as a palace
I fall well and I don't hurt myself
I am bitter like gall
Then I get dry and I become honey
Yes, I become honey

On the ground wood
On the wood a pear
On the pear the good Lord

The table and the tablecloth
It is set and then it is eaten
The people and the grape harvest
The root that is cut
The carob tree and the palace
When it dries it becomes honey
"Why don't you know?
When it dries it becomes honey!"

Little house without a door
Without a door or a little door
Beautiful red cracked
It is prepared for your buttocks
Beautiful red cracked
It is prepared for your buttocks

The people and the grape harvest
The root that is cut
The carob tree and the palace
When it dries it becomes honey
Little house without a door
The egg that hides you
"Clyster!"
Beautiful red cracked!