Текст и перевод песни Mia Martini - La Nevicata Del 56 (Original Version)

La Nevicata Del 56 (Original Version)

Ti ricordi una volta
Si sentiva soltanto
Il rumore del fiume la sera
Ti ricordi lo spazio
I chilometri interi
Automobili, poche allora

Le canzoni alla radio
Le partite allo stadio
Sulle spalle di mio padre
La fontana cantava
E quell'acqua era chiara
Dimmi che era così

C'era pure la giostra
Sotto casa nostra
E la musica che suonava
Io bambina sognavo un vestito da sera
Con tremila sottane
Tu la donna che già lo portava

C'era sempre un gran sole
E la notte era bella
Com'eri tu
Eh c'era pure la luna
Molto meglio di adesso
Molto più di così

Com'è, com'è, com'è
Che c'era posto pure
E per le favole
E un vetro che riluccica
Sembrava l'America
E chi l'ha vista mai

E zitta, e zitta poi
La nevicata del '56
Roma era tutta candida
Tutta pulita e lucida
Tu mi dici di sì
E l'hai più vista così?
Che tempi quelli

Nana, nana
Nanaaa

E Roma era tutta candida
Tutta pulita e lucida
Tu mi dici di sì
E l'hai più vista così
Che tempi quelli

La Nevicata Del 56 (Original Version)

Do you remember that time?
When the only sound we could hear
Was the murmuring of the river at night?
Do you remember the space?
Miles and miles of open land?
Cars, so few and far between.

Songs on the radio,
Games at the stadium,
On my father's shoulders.
The fountain sang,
And the water was clear.
Tell me it was like that.

There was a carousel,
Right outside our house,
And the music played.
As a little girl, I dreamed of a gown,
With thousands of layers.
You, a woman, already wearing one.

There was always sunshine,
And the nights were beautiful,
Just like you.
And there was the moon,
So much brighter than now,
So much more than this.

How is it, how is it, how is it,
That there was even room
For fairytales,
And windows that sparkled?
It felt like America,
Even though no one had ever seen it.

And quietly, quietly,
The snowstorm of '56,
Rome was pure white,
Clean and pristine.
You tell me yes.
Have you ever seen it like that again?
Those were the days.

Nana, nana,
Nanaaa.

And Rome was pure white,
Clean and pristine.
You tell me yes.
Have you ever seen it like that again?
Those were the days.