Текст и перевод песни Fabrizio De André - A dumenega (Live Tour "Creuza de ma" 1984 - New Mix 2014)

A dumenega (Live Tour "Creuza de ma" 1984 - New 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
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 dumenega (Live Tour "Creuza de ma" 1984 - New Mix 2014)

When the socialite comes out to play
With shiny new bonnet and dress on display
And her lady-in-waiting so grand
Oh, what a celebration, oh, what a grand stand
They block the entire procession
Of Teresa and her husband so blessed
Oh, how I envy her, that little devil
With her fancy breasts and heaving bosom so swell
Even the youngest boys can't resist a stare
Mama, mama, give me some money
I want to go to the casino, I want to gamble my honey
And the deeper they enter the city
The louder the voices, the more they pity
They say the things they dare not speak
On Tuesday and on Monday, weak
Oh, honey, Chambourcin is so sweet
Foxy's got boobs, they're hard to beat
In Caignan, they're third-hand, it's clear
And in Ponticello, they'll show you their derriere
And in Ponticello, they'll show you their derriere
And at the port, with a view so fine
In those boats, they rest and recline
To hide their joy, so they don't show
My new boat, it's all the go
He gets lost in the confusion
His eyes full of disdain and illusion
And he screams, he screams with might
You whores, you'll never be right
And you who follow them around
Your nose is not so new, I've found
You ugly rooster from a dirty port
You're not the only one who's caught on
That among those creatures, so fair
Who earn their bread, without a care
There's your wife, there she is
There she is, there she is, there she is
There's your wife, you fool
Oh, honey, Chambourcin is so sweet
Foxy's got boobs, they're hard to beat
In Caignan, they're third-hand, it's clear
And in Ponticello, they'll show you their derriere