Текст и перевод песни Fabrizio De André - A dumenega (Alternative Mix 2014)

A dumenega (Alternative Mix 2014)

Quandu ä dumenega fan u gíu
Cappellin neuvu neuvu u vestiu
Cu 'a madama a madama 'n testa
O belin che festa o belin che festa
A tûtti apreuvu ä pruccessiún
D'a Teresin-a du Teresún
Tûtti a miâ ë figge du diàu
Che belin de lou che belin de lou
E a stu luciâ de cheusce e de tettín
Ghe fan u sciätu anche i ciû piccin
Mama mama damme ë palanche
Veuggiu anâ a casín veuggiu anâ a casín
E ciû s'addentran inta cittæ
Ciû euggi e vuxi ghe dan deré
Ghe dixan quellu che nu peúan dî
De zeùggia sabbu e de lûnedì
A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu
A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu
E u direttú du portu c'u ghe vedde l'ou
'Nte quelle scciappe a reposu da a lou
Pe nu fâ vedde ch'u l'è cuntentu
Ch'u meu-neuvu u gh'à u finansiamentu
U se cunfunde 'nta confûsiún
Cun l'euggiu pin de indignasiún
E u ghe cría u ghe cría deré
Bagasce sëi e ghe restè
E ti che ti ghe sbraggi apreuvu
Mancu ciû u nasu gh'avei de neuvu
Bruttu galûsciu de 'n purtòu de Cristu
Nu t'è l'únicu ch'u se n'è avvistu
Che in mezzu a quelle creatúe
Che se guagnan u pan da nûe
A gh'è a gh'è a gh'è a gh'è
A gh'è anche teu muggè
A Ciamberlin sûssa belin
ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu
A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu

A dumenega (Alternative Mix 2014)

When Sunday comes, they take it to the streets
New hats and new clothes, a feast in the heat
With their matrons and mistresses on their heads
What a belin party, what a belin party
They open the procession to all around
Teresin-a, Teresún, they make their sound
All my daughters of the devil, where will it lead?
What a belin parade, what a belin parade
And at this festival of cleavage and breasts
Even the smallest ones are ogling at its best
Mama, mama, give me some money
I want to go to the casino, I want to go to the casino
And as they go deeper into the city
More eyes and voices follow behind
They tell them what they can't say
On Saturday and Monday
Ciamberlinú, sweet belin
Fuxe, tits of a nutcracker
In Caignàn, third-hand kisses
And in Puntexellu, they show us the bird
Ciamberlinú, sweet belin
Fuxe, tits of a nutcracker
In Caignàn, third-hand kisses
And in Puntexellu, they show us the bird
And the director of the port, he's watching the show
In those buttocks, he finds repose from the row
To hide his contentment
His wife, she's also in the agreement
He gets lost in the confusion
With eyes full of indignation
And he cries, he cries behind them
You're whores, he says, and you'll stay that way
And you who shout at them
Your nose is no longer new
Dirty rooster in a shitty port
You're not the only one who's noticed
That among those creatures
Who earn their bread from us
There she is, there she is, there she is, there she is
There's your wife
Ciamberlin, sweet belin
Fuxe, tits of a nutcracker
In Caignàn, third-hand kisses
And in Puntexellu, they show us the bird
Ciamberlinú, sweet belin
Fuxe, tits of a nutcracker
In Caignàn, third-hand kisses
And in Puntexellu, they show us the bird