Текст и перевод песни Brunori Sas - Italian Dandy

Italian Dandy

Mia madre sfogliava Novella 2000
Ed io ai suoi piedi leggevo Prevert
Avevo dieci anni ma pensavo già alle donne
E chiuso nel mio bagno amavo Edwige Fenech
A scuola i ragazzi giocavano a calcio
Ed io sul muretto citavo Verlaine
Avevo 16 anni e pensavo solo al sesso
Poi vidi le sue labbra e me ne innamorai
Le scrissi più o meno duecento poesie
La prima diceva così.
Amami come se fossimo ancora
In quel bar di Berlino a fumare Pall Mall
Amami come quella volta all'Esselunga
Quando in preda alla fame rubammo una baguette
Mio padre voleva che facessi il ragioniere
Ma io impertinente risposi: "giammai!"
Avevo vent'anni e coi miei capelli lunghi
A guisa di dandy bevevo cognac
Avevo già scritto tremila poesie
La prima diceva così
Amami come se fossimo ancora
In quel bar di Berlino a fumare Pall Mall
Amami come quella sera a Marsiglia
Quando in preda al barbera mangiammo escargot
A Giugno mi chiese di amarla per sempre
Ma io impenitente risposi di no
Avevo trent'anni e vivevo da bohemien
Lei disse sottovoce: "vedrai, te ne pentirai..."
Amami come se fossimo ancora
Fra calde lenzuola nel letto dei tuoi

Italian Dandy

My mother was flicking through Novella 2000
And I was reading Prevert at her feet
I was ten years old but I was already thinking about women
And shut in my bathroom I loved Edwige Fenech
At school the boys were playing soccer
And I was quoting Verlaine on the wall
I was 16 years old and I only thought about sex
Then I saw her lips and I fell in love
I wrote her more or less two hundred poems
The first went like this.
Love me as if we were still
In that Berlin bar smoking Pall Malls
Love me like that time at Esselunga
When consumed by hunger we stole a baguette
My father wanted me to be an accountant
But I impertinently replied: "never!"
I was twenty years old and with my long hair
I drank cognac like a dandy
I had already written three thousand poems
The first went like this.
Love me as if we were still
In that Berlin bar smoking Pall Malls
Love me like that evening in Marseille
When overcome by Barbera we ate escargots
In June she asked me to love her forever
But impenitent I replied no
I was thirty years old and I lived as a bohemian
She said softly: "you'll see, you'll regret it..."
Love me as if we were still
Between warm sheets in your parents' bed