Текст и перевод песни Herman Medrano - Schei

Schei

Xente senpre pi tirà, inveenà
I poe tiraghene fin che i voe, ma se non eà va no eà va
A chi che se ingossa, parché cuèo che passa
O strossa o ingrassa, cossa vuto che ghe fassa?
Eà vita? Dura, e vista da dessora da na inpalcadura
Eà pare ancora de pi na fregadura
Cuèi fati de poina, che se alsa anca na pajia ghe fa mae
Eà schina, e cuèi che se sassina
Ma se se inparasse contentasse
Ma se cuèo che ciapo me bastasse
Ma se no se poe pi fidasse
Co cuèi con cui se nasse se finisse pa scanasse
Chi pi chi manco tuti un fià semo portà
A pacioear de schei che in realtà no se ga
Dai pi veci ai pi cei tuti parla
De machine, mona, calcio, poitica e schei

So so na busa, tirame fora
Ogni matina me svejio bonora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Fasso de tuto pa stare dessora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Ogni matina me svejio bonora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Fasso de tuto pa stare dessora
Schei schei schei schei, schei schei schei schei

Voria - svejame - on jiorno co dei schei
No tanti, soeo fin eà ponta dei caveji
Tore on aereo e moeaghene fin cuando che ghe n'é
Soeo pa vedare el muso che te fe
Tanti o pochi ocio a dove che te i meti
Cossa che conpri, tento come che te i spendi
Parché pa dee monade se ciàpa dee fregade
Che no ghe xe pi strade dopo serte sacagnade
Assa che i pianxa, xe chi no ghe manca el mutuo in banca
Pa conprasse eà barca e eà vacansa
Assa che i rida, xe chi no ghe riva che te sidia
I te toe eà vita pa invidia
Cuàtro tangari che se ciucia i lavari
Cuàtro schei e i torna indrio come i ganbari
I conpra a tajiadee, gnente intee scarsee
In testa massa idee, eà vita dee scartee

So so na busa, tirame fora
Ogni matina me svejio bonora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Fasso de tuto pa stare dessora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Ogni matina me svejio bonora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Fasso de tuto pa stare dessora
Schei schei schei schei, schei schei schei schei

No teo dise cualchedun, ti no te te nincorxi
Te tachi fare e robe de scondòn come i sorxi
Come cuéi che se xoga schei pa mestiere
I speta eà volta bona e i ghe fa "toe" a so mujere
Varda el tacuìn e faghe el terso grado
E se te o cati vodo, te si picà come on saeado
O in braghe de tea se eà te pare bea
Na scarsea sensa monea, na motorea sensa missea
I xe tuti co ti co eà stradea xe in dissexa
Ma pa 'ndare su na ponta eà marmajia se s-ciarexa
Na scorexa, de vento, un peo pi forte
No se sa come, de colpo, se sara e porte
E stare al soe xe un ris-cio, stare a l'onbra te fe mus-cio
E come che te rivi a faghene un bel mucio
I ochi tira i oci e ghe tremoea i xanoci
Però schei fa schei e peoci fa peoci

So so na busa, tirame fora
Ogni matina me svejo bonora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Fasso de tuto pa stare dessora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Ogni matina me svejo bonora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Fasso de tuto pa stare dessora
Schei schei schei schei, scheeeeeei
So so na busa, tirame fora
Ogni matina me sveio bonora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Fasso de tuto pa stare dessora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Ogni matina me sveio bonora
So so na busa, tirame fora
Fasso de tuto pa stare dessora
Schei schei schei schei, scheeeeeei

Cash

People always want to shoot you down, poison you
They can shoot you down all they want, but if it's not going to happen it's not going to happen
To those who choke, because of what happens
They either squeeze or get fat, what do you want them to do?
Is this life? Hard, and seen from above from a scaffolding
It looks even more like a cold shower
Those made of dust, that even lifting a straw hurts them
That's the back, and those who kill themselves
But if we learned to be content
But if what I have is enough for me
But if you can't trust anyone anymore
With those with whom we are born we end up fighting
Who more who less, we are all a little bit driven
To talk about money that in reality we don't have
From the oldest to the youngest everyone talks
About cars, women, football, politics and money

I'm a hole, pull me out
Every morning I wake up in good spirits
I'm a hole, pull me out
I do everything to stay on top
I'm a hole, pull me out
Every morning I wake up in good spirits
I'm a hole, pull me out
I do everything to stay on top
Money money money money, money money money money

I would like to - wake up - one day with some money
Not much, just up to the tip of my hair
Take a plane and fly until there's no more
Just to see the face you'll make
A lot or a little, it depends on where you put it
What you buy, how you spend it
Because to give money is to take risks
That there are no more roads after certain robberies
Let them cry, there are those who don't lack the mortgage at the bank
To buy the boat and the vacation
Let them laugh, there are those who can't even sit down
They take your life out of envy
Four thugs who steal the laundry
Four bucks and they come back like crabs
They buy in installments, nothing in their pockets
Too many ideas in their heads, life is a mess

I'm a hole, pull me out
Every morning I wake up in good spirits
I'm a hole, pull me out
I do everything to stay on top
I'm a hole, pull me out
Every morning I wake up in good spirits
I'm a hole, pull me out
I do everything to stay on top
Money money money money, money money money money

Someone tells you something, you don't even notice
You start doing things on the sly like mice
Like those who gamble for a living
They wait for the right time and they say "take it" to their wives
Look at the checkbook and give it the third degree
And if you find it empty, you get stung like a lightning bolt
Or if you like it yourself
A wallet without money, an engine without fuel
They're all with you when the road is downhill
But to go up a notch the gang falls apart
A gust of wind, a little stronger
You don't know how, suddenly, the doors open
And being in the sun is a risk, being in the shade makes you moldy
And as soon as you manage to make a nice pile
Eyes pull eyes and knees tremble
But money makes money and lice make lice

I'm a hole, pull me out
Every morning I wake up in good spirits
I'm a hole, pull me out
I do everything to stay on top
I'm a hole, pull me out
Every morning I wake up in good spirits
I'm a hole, pull me out
I do everything to stay on top
Money money money money, moneeeeey
I'm a hole, pull me out
Every morning I wake up in good spirits
I'm a hole, pull me out
I do everything to stay on top
I'm a hole, pull me out
Every morning I wake up in good spirits
I'm a hole, pull me out
I do everything to stay on top
Money money money money, moneeeeey