Текст и перевод песни Modena City Ramblers feat. Bob Geldof - Il bicchiere dell'addio

Il bicchiere dell'addio

Ho un vecchio amico
Che sta per partire
E ′sta notte ritorna via
È il momento dei baci,
Dei saluti e gli abbracci
E gli auguri di buona fortuna
Niente lacrime, prego
Che c'è altro da fare
E ′sta sera non piange nessuno
Io mi ungo la gola
E preparo il bicchiere
In onore del vecchio Bob
C'è una festa ragazzi
E quì si va giù pesi
È la festa più grande che ci sia
C'è chi beve e chi zompa, c′è chi canta e chi si tronca,
C′è chi è allegro e chi si butta via
E le ragazze in gran tiro ubriache come matte,
Con i guanti e con il vestito rosso,
Le zitelle e le spose, le chiattone e sciantose
Fanno a gara a ballare con il mostro.
C'è un amico che parte e questa è l′occasione
Prenderemo la ciucca ma cantando una canzone
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well boys 'cos I′m going away
Fare thee well to the Ramblers
Who've been drinking with me.
And to the girlies who′ve been looking after me.
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Un bicchiere solo e ce ne andremo via
Salutiamo gli amici, i musicisti e le ragazze
Sollevando il bicchiere dell'addio.
I came on Alitalia in the middle of the night
I got stociuos drinking free booze on the plane
I was drunk in immigration
When they tried to search my bags
For the drugs already swallowed on the way.
I was drunk again in Florence,
Reggio Emilia I was pissed
I was flutered, plastered, legless when in Rome
And I can't remember Italy,
The Ramblers or the girls
And I can′t remember how I′m getting home.
But my nose has gotten redder,
So I must have seen the sun
And my dick is fucking sore,
So I must have had some fun.
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well boys 'cos I′m going away
Fare thee well to the Ramblers
Who've been drinking with me.
And to the girlies who′ve been looking after me.
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Un bicchiere solo e ce ne andremo via
Salutiamo gli amici, i musicisti e le ragazze
Sollevando il bicchiere dell'addio.
È il momento dei balli e la caccia si fa dura
All′Ermella alla Manu e all'Antonietta.
C'è chi punta la Claudia, chi tocca la Simo
Chi importuna la Milla e la Cosetta.
Mister Geldof è steso e sta cantando dietro al bar
Si esibisce con in mano un cavatappi
Na Na Na Na Na Na ...
I don′t mind at all.
C′è un amico che parte e questa è l'occasione
E vogliamo salutarlo cantando una canzone
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well boys ′cos I'm going away
Fare thee well to the Ramblers
Who′ve been drinking with me.
And to the girlies who've been looking after me.
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Un bicchiere solo e ce ne andremo via
Salutiamo gli amici, i musicisti e le ragazze
Sollevando il bicchiere dell′addio.
Salutiamo gli amici, il vecchio Bob e le ragazze
Sollevando il bicchiere dell'addio

The Farewell Glass

I have an old friend
Who's about to depart
And tonight he returns away
It's the moment of kisses,
Goodbyes and embraces
And wishes of good luck
No tears, please
There's more to be done
And tonight no one cries
I wet my throat
And prepare the glass
In honor of old Bob
There's a party, folks
And here we go down hard
It's the biggest party there is
There are those who drink and jump, those who sing and get drunk,
There are those who are happy and those who throw themselves away
And the girls in high demand, drunk as skunks,
With gloves and red dresses,
The spinsters and the wives, the plump and the slender
Compete to dance with the monster.
There's a friend leaving and this is the occasion
We'll get drunk but singing a song
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well boys 'cos I'm going away
Fare thee well to the Ramblers
Who've been drinking with me.
And to the girlies who've been looking after me.
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Just one glass and we'll be on our way
We salute our friends, the musicians and the girls
Raising the farewell glass.
I came on Alitalia in the middle of the night
I got stocious drinking free booze on the plane
I was drunk in immigration
When they tried to search my bags
For the drugs already swallowed on the way.
I was drunk again in Florence,
Reggio Emilia I was pissed
I was flutered, plastered, legless when in Rome
And I can't remember Italy,
The Ramblers or the girls
And I can't remember how I'm getting home.
But my nose has gotten redder,
So I must have seen the sun
And my dick is fucking sore,
So I must have had some fun.
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well boys 'cos I'm going away
Fare thee well to the Ramblers
Who've been drinking with me.
And to the girlies who've been looking after me.
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Just one glass and we'll be on our way
We salute our friends, the musicians and the girls
Raising the farewell glass.
It's time for dancing and the hunt is getting tough
For Ermella, Manu and Antonietta.
There are those who aim for Claudia, those who touch Simo
Those who bother Milla and Cosetta.
Mister Geldof is lying down and singing behind the bar
He performs with a corkscrew in his hand
Na Na Na Na Na Na ...
I don't mind at all.
There's a friend leaving and this is the occasion
And we want to say goodbye by singing a song
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well boys 'cos I'm going away
Fare thee well to the Ramblers
Who've been drinking with me.
And to the girlies who've been looking after me.
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Just one glass and we'll be on our way
We salute our friends, the musicians and the girls
Raising the farewell glass.
We salute our friends, old Bob and the girls
Raising the farewell glass