Текст и перевод песни Chjami Aghjalesi - Guerrieri

Guerrieri

Centu milla guerrieri anu francatu la bocca
Tutti vestuti di lume cun trumbett′è cun tamburi
Facenu trimà la terra chì seranu l'auguri?
Centu milla guerrieri anu francatu la bocca

Fissanu un puntu luntanu, a vittoria chì s′avvicina
U nemicu soffrerà sterperanu u so locu
Pè di qual'hè u maestru, diceranu cù u focu
Fissanu un puntu luntanu, a vittoria chì s'avvicina

Ma daretu à l′armata l′ultimu hà passu stancu
Carcu à sudor'è sangue trascina la so miseria
Luntanu dananzu à ellu c′hè una musica guerriera
Ma daretu à l'armata l′ultimu hà passu stancu

Lu so cantu hè di silenziu è la so paroll'hè muta
Pensa à ciò ch′ùn hè più, per ùn sente ogni sassu
Di stu caminu di croce chì ormai hè lu so chjassu
Lu so cantu hè di silenziu è la so paroll'hè muta

Ma sintite la mio voce, sintite la mio canzona
Per l'ultim′umanità è per l′ultimu suldatu
Li so guai lu so sangue, u so passu trascinatu
Hè per ellu, ellu solu ch'eu cantu sta canzona

Ma sintite la mio voce, sintite la mio canzona
Per l′ultim'umanità è per l′ultimu suldatu
Li so guai lu so sangue, u so passu trascinatu
Hè per ellu, ellu solu ch'eu cantu sta canzona

Warriors

A hundred thousand warriors have crossed the mouth
All dressed in light with trumpets and drums
They make the earth tremble what will be the omens?
A hundred thousand warriors have crossed the mouth

They fix a distant point, the victory that approaches
The enemy will suffer they will uproot their place
For whose is the master, they will say with fire
They fix a distant point, the victory that approaches

But behind the army the last one has passed tired
Loaded with sweat and blood he drags his misery
Far in front of him that a warrior music
But behind the army the last one has passed tired

His song is of silence and his word is mute
He thinks of what is no more, for he feels every stone
Of this way of the cross which is now his path
His song is of silence and his word is mute

But hear my voice, hear my song
For the last humanity and for the last soldier
His troubles his blood, his dragging step
It is for him, him alone that I sing this song

But hear my voice, hear my song
For the last humanity and for the last soldier
His troubles his blood, his dragging step
It is for him, him alone that I sing this song