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

A dumenega (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
A Ciamberlinu sussa belin
A fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'oxellu
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 Ciamberlin sussa belin
A Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'oxellu

A dumenega (New Mix 2014)

When the Sunday (female) goes down
New hat, new dress
With the Virgin Mary on her head
Oh what a party, oh what a party
Everyone open for the procession
Of Teresin-a, of Teresún
All my daughters of the devil
What a beautiful whore
And at this gleam of breasts and thighs
Even the smallest get a kick out of it
Mama, mama, give me the money
I want to go to the casino
And the more they enter the city
The more eyes and voices follow them
They tell them what they can't say
On Saturday night and on Monday
In Ciamberlinu, sweet girl, little whore
In Fuçe, dugs of a beggar
In Caignàn, third-hand lips
And in Puntexellu they show you their pussy
In Ciamberlinù, sweet girl, little whore
In Fuçe, dugs of a beggar
In Caignàn, third-hand lips
And in Puntexellu they show you their pussy
And the director of the port looks at their ass
In those cracks, resting from the whore
Not to show that he is happy
That his new hat has the financing
He is confused in confusion
With eyes full of indignation
And he shouts, he shouts after them
You are whores and you will remain so
And you who shout after them
You don't even have a new nose
Ugly rooster from a Genoese port
You are not the only one who has noticed
That among those creatures
Who earn their bread by fucking
There is, there is, there is
There is also your wife
In Ciamberlinù, sweet girl, little whore
In Fuçe, dugs of a beggar
In Caignàn, third-hand lips
And in Puntexellu they show you their pussy
In Ciamberlinù, sweet girl, little whore
In Fuçe, dugs of a beggar
In Caignàn, third-hand lips
And in Puntexellu they show you their pussy