Текст и перевод песни Eleonora Bordonaro - Li fomni

Li fomni

O ami fad, ch' suana 'ntra ù maund
Ch' d' fomni tant m' fduama!
La fomna è tanta birba, ch' nia faund
E a chieri nati nieuc tucc ù v' duama
D' prim m' accarozza, e ps' aund
M'arrabba d'erma, e cau ch' pusduama
Uloss assei parder, e m confaun
Pr' quent è grena sta pazzja ch' avuoma

S' la segra sscrittura niuc dìuoma
Ed osseruama ncò addaura gh fu
D' cuòi greng ami, ch'aura parduama
D' salamang, sansuni e jeucc chiu
Chi sapjaint, e chi d' farza suama
In da chi miser stat sar duggion
Tutti quent l' viest m' sciunduoma
Cumunzand dla testa fina 'n giù

Cunchiud ch' l'fomni suan birbi
Suan tutti ma manjeda d' cajardi
Cu macchiavelli, chiu assei d'la tirbi
M'nchieccu a tucc sanz avair cardi
Suan tutti na canegghia e mali scirbi
Suan pessimi, r'versi, suan balardi
Ch'en stet e suan d' gh' iami gren ruina
O ch'scattassu tutti na matina!

Dreams

O my fate, that slumber in my hand
That with dreams I'm so fond of!
The woman is so naughty, that we don't find
And who you want to hate us in heaven
At first, I caress her, and then
I get angry with her, and I do whatever I can
Once lost enough, and I'm confused
Because this madness that I have is hard

If the secret script we tell you
And we find out that it was there today
Of heavy lovers, who would have forgiven me
Of salamanca, sansuni and other games
Who were wise, and who else were strong
In that miserable state that you were all taken
All those clothes I wear
Starting from the head down

I conclude that the women are naughty
They are all my cheaters of cowards
With macchiavelli, more than the bloody one
I get close to everyone without having a heart
They are all a scum and bad writers
They are terrible, upside down, they are foolish
They are rough and they are very bad
O that you could all break up a morning!