Текст и перевод песни Herman Medrano - Salvadego

Salvadego

Ou!
Ou!
Oh ti!
Oh!
Salvàdego
Oh bestia, dezgrasia umana
Dei che te si un salvàdego Ermano
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Na volta montai su'l palco super animałi
Te vien mai łe cervicałi dopo (...)
Tuta setimana dentro gabie incaenài
Cuà butemo fora tuta ła rabia no (...) mai
A prima vista paremo cuazi do bonsai
Dopo che te me saji te dizi "bon sai"
In testa ghemo masa viaji intercontinentałi
E co femo festa bye bye tuti intorcołài
I sołiti noti che i va vanti a goti
Conti za do boti e i fa discorsi come Scilipoti
I vien da mi, e se łamenta i ghe tenta
I me insacheta, i me permeta
Cuesta ze na łameta
Ła pajusa nel me ocio "Ma che persone brave"
Cuando se ła va ben łori in cuło i ga na trave
Mi sento el fredo de ła cantina
L'anema ła me se rovina
Me taco na bibia e me sparanjo ła diavołina
Se no te ło sè so'l palco so' un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego, càrego, càrego
E ze che parlo e salto come un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego e màzeno a mànego
Se no te ło sè so'l palco so' un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego, càrego, càrego
E ze che parlo e salto come un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego e màzeno a mànego
Kali mettiti a posto fallo al più presto
Moro me so' meso a posto, a posto co me steso
Buto zó sto inchiostro al posto de'l to conpromeso
Che'l te ga ridoto en sałoto a 30 ani masa vecio
(...) salvàdego a mànego sensa ritenjo
Tenjo sto micro come un mànego fato de łenjo
Parecio łetiere par 'sti rapper diarèa
A 20 ani co łe dentiere d'oro, piorrea
Mi schivi
Testi ofensivi
Figa to mare i to sistemi difensivi
(Figa to mare)
Mi no faso el muzicista, cantante, artista alternativo, cueło figo
Ma do robe te łe digo:
Me confronto co l' intorno ma l'ispirasion ze dentro
No go spozà na giapo par finir come Jhon Lennon
Mi tracio un solco, parlo, scolto e non poco
Ti fiol de un dio minore, mi de uno porco
Se no te ło sè so'l palco so' un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego, càrego, càrego
E ze che parlo e salto come un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego e màzeno a mànego
Se no te ło sè so'l palco so' un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego, càrego, càrego
E ze che parlo e salto come un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego e màzeno a mànego
Sarò specìfego, no crìtego no mistìfego
No so' fisico né połìtego, so' pacìfego
No, no me łìmito
Ti in forse, mi in fórse ma in dolse
Chi sta in coste fa łe soste
Chi fa łe corse par inporse
(Bráo)
E de 'ste trame, de 'ste brame e de ste teste brave
No me ne zbate, no sò che fare se anche i more de fame
È che łi vedo in forma spléndida, co sorizi da tełevéndita
Pare che tuti i viva de rèndita
Che semo bastardi, tiremo tardi e petardi
Co nialtri te vedi zguardi che njanca Giovanardi
Barbari
Ciama Bignardi
Rime a miłiardi, no bałe come Biscardi
Te si cueło de ła brama pa ła fama pa ła grana
Ma no ingrana e te se zgama fare Mister Awanagana
Moèłe, coca, figa, vita mondana
No te si Toni Montana, ma Toni da Montanjana
Se no te ło sè so'l palco so' un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego, càrego, càrego
E ze che parlo e salto come un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego e màzeno a mànego
Se no te ło sè so'l palco so' un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego, càrego, càrego
E ze che parlo e salto come un salvàdego (Salvàdego!)
E ze che càrego e màzeno a mànego
Salvàdego!
Salvàdego!
Salvàdego!

Savage

Ou!
Ou!
Oh you!
Oh!
Savage
Oh beast, human disgrace
They say you're a savage, Herman
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One time I went on stage super animalistic
Do you ever get cervical pain after (...)
The whole week locked in cages
Where we throw out all the rage, no (...) never
At first glance, we look almost like two bonsai
After you know me you say "good to know"
In our heads we have a lot of intercontinental trips
And when we party, bye bye, everyone's tangled up
The usual suspects who go forward in drops
Already after two drinks they make speeches like Scilipoti
They come to me, and when they complain they tempt me
They bag me, they allow me
This is a blade
The fool in my eye "But what good people"
When they're doing well they have a beam up their asses
I feel the cold of the cellar
My soul is ruined
I grab a bible and shoot myself with the devilish
If you don't know, on stage I'm a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge, charge, charge
And it's that I speak and jump like a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge and kill by hand
If you don't know, on stage I'm a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge, charge, charge
And it's that I speak and jump like a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge and kill by hand
Kali get yourself together, do it as soon as possible
Moro, I'm in place, in place with myself
I throw down this ink instead of your compromise
That reduced you to a laughingstock at 30 years old, too old
(...) savage by hand without holding back
I hold this mic like a wooden handle
I look like a litter box for these diarrhea rappers
At 20 years old with gold dentures, pyorrhea
I dodge
Offensive lyrics
Fuck your mother, your defensive systems
(Fuck your mother)
I don't play the musician, singer, alternative artist, the cool one
But I tell you two things:
I compare myself to my surroundings but the inspiration is inside
I didn't marry a Japanese woman to end up like John Lennon
I draw a furrow, I speak, I listen and not a little
You son of a lesser god, me of a pig
If you don't know, on stage I'm a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge, charge, charge
And it's that I speak and jump like a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge and kill by hand
If you don't know, on stage I'm a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge, charge, charge
And it's that I speak and jump like a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge and kill by hand
I'll be specific, not critical, not mystifying
I'm not physical or political, I'm peaceful
No, I don't limit myself
You maybe in force, me in force but in sweetness
Those who stay on these shores make stops
Those who race to impose themselves
(Bravo)
And of these plots, of these cravings and of these good heads
I don't care, I don't know what to do even if they starve to death
It's just that I see them in splendid shape, with telesales smiles
It seems that everyone lives on an income
That we are bastards, we pull late and firecrackers
With us you see looks that not even Giovanardi
Barbarians
Call Bignardi
Billions of rhymes, don't dance like Biscardi
You are the one with the craving for fame, for money
But you don't engage and you get caught doing Mister Awanagana
Wife, coke, pussy, social life
You are not Tony Montana, but Tony from Montanjana
If you don't know, on stage I'm a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge, charge, charge
And it's that I speak and jump like a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge and kill by hand
If you don't know, on stage I'm a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge, charge, charge
And it's that I speak and jump like a savage (Savage!)
And it's that I charge and kill by hand
Savage!
Savage!
Savage!