Текст и перевод песни J-AX feat. Irene Viboras - Tre paperelle

Tre paperelle

Tre paperelle vanno in città
Truccate e belle fanno qua qua

Do you like rappers sometimes?
Sometimes, the ones with big nuts
But it has to be clear

Com'eri bella, com'eri bella
Com'eri bella, com'eri bella
Milano, rock city

C'era 'sta tipa, abitava in Brianza
Guardava "Sex and the city" e si credeva Samantha
Ma in paese le mamme hanno santini e croci appese
E il prete non permette minigonne nelle chiese

Lei si cambia in auto, cambia città
Se la vede papà che male le fa
Ma l'autostrada è il tappeto rosso che la porta dritto
In bagno al bar

Un'amica trasferita all'università
MDMA, l'hanno convinta a fare l'ammucchiata
Appena ripresa piangeva mentre correva a casa
Quelli dell'ambulanza l'han raccolta con la pala

Tre paperelle vanno in città (qua)
Truccate e belle fanno qua qua (qua)
Qui c'è il maiale che se le farà (aw)
E lì c'è il cane che le morderà (bau bau)

Com'eri bella, com'eri bella, com'eri bella, eri bellissima
Com'eri bella, com'eri bella
Com'eri bella qualche anno fa

C'era sta tipa in Porta Ticinese
Una punk rocker, andava a chetamina e ceres
Veniva dal pavese
Mi chiese se quello che me la vende
Mi tratta bene, zia

Cambia storia, cambia città
È roba che va fatta fare a chi ne sa
Mi diceva: "Ho un amico sicuro"
Il suo amico è un perfetto nessuno

Infatti ha disturbato i calabresi
E gli hanno rotto i piedi
Arrivi bella fresca, e che credi
Che qui giochiamo? Noi qui cresciamo
Non lo scegliamo, no, no
(Milano)

Tre paperelle vanno in città (qua)
Truccate e belle fanno qua qua (qua)
Qui c'è il maiale che se le farà (aw)
E lì c'è il cane che le morderà (bau bau)

Com'eri bella, com'eri bella, com'eri bella, eri bellissima
Com'eri bella, com'eri bella
Com'eri bella qualche anno fa

C'era 'sta tipa, veniva dal nord est e
I primi tempi andava a letto alle sette
Chiamava a casa dal call center
Ora stringe le tette sotto mezze magliette strette

Cambia guerra, cambia città
Suo figlio si confonde, ha troppi papà
A casa sua si prendeva una televisione
Raccontava di un paese allegro e caciarone

Poi é venuta qui e ha visto la bugia
La perversione che c'è dietro 'sta scenografia
La sottile linea sporca tra marca e marchetta
Di un Paese che di notte la cerca e di giorno l'arresta

Una sbornia di vodka le ricorda la Bosnia
Abbiamo l'Hollywood ma non la California
E questo è un film con produttore pappone
Uguale come in paullese col bidone

Tre paperelle vanno in città (qua)
Truccate e belle fanno qua qua (qua)
Qui c'è il maiale che se le farà (aw)
E lì c'è il cane che le morderà
Com'eri bella, com'eri bella, com'eri bella, com'eri bella

J-Ax (sì)
Irene Viboras (sì)
Cologne Monzes
Pivello
Bitch
Milano, rock city

Three Little Ducks

Three little ducks go to the city
Made up and beautiful, they quack quack

Do you like rappers sometimes?
Sometimes, the ones with big nuts
But it has to be clear

How beautiful you were, how beautiful you were
How beautiful you were, how beautiful you were
Milan, rock city

There was this girl, she lived in Brianza
Watched "Sex and the City" and thought she was Samantha
But in the village, mothers have holy cards and crosses hanging
And the priest doesn't allow miniskirts in churches

She changes in the car, changes city
If her dad sees her, it'll be bad for her
But the highway is the red carpet that takes her straight
To the bar bathroom

A friend transferred to university
MDMA, they convinced her to do the pile
As soon as she recovered, she cried while running home
The ambulance guys picked her up with a shovel

Three little ducks go to the city (quack)
Made up and beautiful, they quack quack (quack)
Here's the pig that will take them (oink)
And there's the dog that will bite them (woof woof)

How beautiful you were, how beautiful you were, how beautiful you were, you were so beautiful
How beautiful you were, how beautiful you were
How beautiful you were a few years ago

There was this girl in Porta Ticinese
A punk rocker, she was on ketamine and Ceres
She came from Pavia
She asked me if the one who sells it to me
Treats me well, auntie

Change the story, change the city
It's something that should be done by those who know
She told me: "I have a reliable friend"
Her friend is a perfect nobody

In fact, he disturbed the Calabrians
And they broke his feet
You arrive all fresh and what do you think?
That we're playing here? We're growing here
We don't choose it, no, no
(Milan)

Three little ducks go to the city (quack)
Made up and beautiful, they quack quack (quack)
Here's the pig that will take them (oink)
And there's the dog that will bite them (woof woof)

How beautiful you were, how beautiful you were, how beautiful you were, you were so beautiful
How beautiful you were, how beautiful you were
How beautiful you were a few years ago

There was this girl, she came from the northeast and
In the early days, she went to bed at seven
She called home from the call center
Now she squeezes her boobs under tight half-shirts

Change the war, change the city
Her son is confused, he has too many dads
At her house, she used to watch television
She talked about a happy and boisterous country

Then she came here and saw the lie
The perversion behind this scenography
The thin dirty line between brand and advert
Of a country that seeks her at night and arrests her by day

A vodka hangover reminds her of Bosnia
We have Hollywood but not California
And this is a film with a pimp producer
Just like in Paullese with the scam

Three little ducks go to the city (quack)
Made up and beautiful, they quack quack (quack)
Here's the pig that will take them (oink)
And there's the dog that will bite them
How beautiful you were, how beautiful you were, how beautiful you were, how beautiful you were

J-Ax (yeah)
Irene Viboras (yeah)
Cologne Monzes
Pivello
Bitch
Milan, rock city