Текст и перевод песни Nino D'Angelo & Maria Nazionale - Jammo ja'

Jammo ja'

Jammo jà guadagnammace ′o pane
Nuie tenimmo 'o sudore int′ 'e mane
E sapimmo cagnà
Jammo jà e facimmo ampresso
Sott'a st′Italia d"o smog e d"o stress
Nuie simmo ′e furbe ca s'hann′ 'a fa′ fess
Simmo nate cù duie destine,
Simm' ′a notte e simmo a matina
Simme rose e simmo mspine
Ma simmo ramo d"o stesso ciardino
Meridionale
Simmo terra chena 'e mare
Ca nisciuno pò capì
Stammo buono o stammo male
Jammo annanz'accussì
′A fatica è nu regalo
E′ a speranza è partì
Jammo jà e dammece 'a mano
Si stammo nzieme putimme i luntano
Nun se po cchiù aspettà
Jammo jà ca sta vita va ′e press
Nuie simmo 'a casa de vase e ′e carezze
Ma fa nutizia sultanto 'a munnezza
Cù sta mafia cu ′o mandulino
Ca ce hànno mise da sempe ncuolle
Simmo 'a faccia 'e ′na cartulina
Ca ce svenne pe tutt"o munno
Meridionale
Simmo voce ′e miez' ′o mare
Ca nisciuno vo sentì
Simmo l'evera appicciate
Ca nun se sape maie a chi
Simmo ′o specchio e n'autostrada
Ca nun vonno maie fernì
Addò ′o viento s'abbaraccia 'o mare
Troppo so′ ′e penziere
E chi cresce cù pane amaro
E' ′n'italiano straniere
Si ′a giustizia se lava 'e mane
Song bianche ′e bandiere
E chi maie po penzà a dimane
Nasce priggiuniero...
Simmo nate cù duie destine,
Simm' 'a notte e simmo a matina
Simme rose e simmo mspine
Ma simmo ramo d"o stesso ciardino
Meridionale
Simmo terra chena ′e mare
Ca nisciuno pò capì
Stammo buono o stammo male
Jammo annanz′accussì
'A fatica è nu regalo
E′ a speranza è partì
E guagliune d"e viche 'e Napule
Nun sarranno maie Re
Dint′ 'o Zen ′e Palermo se bevene 'o tiempo
P' ′a sete ′e sapè
E nun è maie facile a durmì cu 'e pecchè
A campà ci ′a pacienza è 'o cchiù grande equilibrio
Pe chi pò cadè.

Come on let's go

Let's go now let's earn our daily bread
We have the sweat of our brow
And we know how to turn it
Let's go now and let's do it
Underneath this Italy of smog and stress
We are the smart ones who must act the fool
We were born with two destinies
We are night and we are morning
We are roses and we are thorns
But we are branches of the same garden
Southerners
We are land without a sea
That no one can understand
Are we well off or are we not
Let's go forward like this
Toil is a gift
Hope is to set off
Let's go now and give me your hand
If we are together we can go far
We can't wait any longer
Let's go this life is fast
We are the home of kisses and caresses
But only garbage makes the news
With this mafia with a mandolin
That they have always put on our shoulders
We are the facade of a postcard
That they sell all over the world
Southerners
We are a voice from the sea
That no one wants to hear
We are the real matches
That it is never known to whom
We are the mirror and a freeway
That they never want to end
Where the wind embraces the sea
There are too many thoughts
And who grows up with bitter bread
Is a foreign Italian
If justice washes its hands
The flags are white
And whoever thinks about tomorrow
Is born a prisoner
We were born with two destinies
We are night and we are morning
We are roses and we are thorns
But we are branches of the same garden
Southerners
We are land without a sea
That no one can understand
Are we well off or are we not
Let's go forward like this
Toil is a gift
Hope is to set off
And the street urchins of Naples
Will never be kings
In the Zen district of Palermo they drink time
For thirst for knowledge
And it is never easy to sleep with sins
To live where patience is the greatest balance
For those who can fall.