Текст и перевод песни Cesare Basile feat. Hugo Race, Alfio antico & Gino Robair - Mala La Terra
Mala
la
terra
ca
è
patria
The
homeland
is
cursed
Mala
la
pianta
ca
nutrica
The
plant
that
nurtures
is
cursed
Spica
e
ti
cava
l′arma
It
feeds
you
and
then
rips
your
soul
out
Mala
la
terra
ca
è
patria
The
homeland
is
cursed
Parra
a
minzogna
cca
panza
sucata
You
speak
lies
with
your
hollow
stomach
Lesta
è
la
mannara,
antica
a
sunata
The
axe
is
quick,
the
melody
is
old
'N
cielu
accumparunu
cruci
ammulati
In
the
sky
there
appear
crosses
with
black
ribbons
Mala
la
terra
ca
è
patria
The
homeland
is
cursed
Mala
la
terra
ca
è
patria
The
homeland
is
cursed
Mala
la
pianta
ca
nutrica
The
plant
that
nurtures
is
cursed
Spica
e
ti
cava
l′arma
It
feeds
you
and
then
rips
your
soul
out
Mala
la
terra
ca
è
patria
The
homeland
is
cursed
Semu
'mpistati
cco
viziu
ra
morti
We
are
steeped
in
the
vice
of
death
N'arrusbigghiamu
surati
ri
notti
We
reawaken
the
specters
of
the
night
Sa
cu
ni
piscia
st′attenti
′nto
cori
Who
knows
that
he's
pissing
on
us
in
our
hearts
Mala
la
terra
ca
è
patria
The
homeland
is
cursed
Mala
la
terra
ca
è
patria
The
homeland
is
cursed
Mala
la
pianta
ca
nutrica
The
plant
that
nurtures
is
cursed
Spica
e
ti
cava
l'arma
It
feeds
you
and
then
rips
your
soul
out
Mala
la
terra
ca
è
patria
The
homeland
is
cursed
Patria
non
cantu,
ma
chiamu
paisi
I
won't
sing
of
the
homeland,
but
I'll
call
it
my
country
Tutti
i
ruluri
dda
unni
su
′npisi
All
these
wanderers
from
where
they
have
fallen
Quannu
a
minzogna
ti
cecca
u
duviri
When
lies
blind
your
duty
Mala
la
terra
ca
è
patria
The
homeland
is
cursed
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