Текст и перевод песни Nino D'Angelo - Tiempo

Tiempo

Io quanno veco sta fotografia
Me sento viecchie cchiu ′e ll'età ca tengo
′O core mio se fa cchiu piccirillo
Senza vulè sento ca sto chiagnenno
Ma comme è bbella sta fotografia
Ce stanno tutte quante 'e frate mie
Senza na ruga nfaccia mamma mia
E papà mio cchiu giovane cu nnuje
'Sta famiglia
M′ha dato tutte cose, sta famiglia
M′ha dato 'a mano m′ha purtato 'a scola
E qualche vota m′ha vattuto pure
Si sto luntano ma sento vicino
Si sto malato nun me fa paura
'A sento nfaccia a me, dint′o cuscino
E se ne va quanno se leva a freva

Tiempo ca vaie pe mmiezo tiempo
E po nuje simme nu ricordo
Tiempo ca nasce, tiempo ca cresce
Tiempo ca passa troppo ambresso
E chisti giuvane ca nun ce penzano
E spenneno na vita pe n'attimo fuggente

Tiempo ca passe dint'e capille
Dint′o ritratto ′e na famiglia
Tiempo ca daie, tiempe ca piglie
Faje vecchie 'e mamme e gruosse ′e figlie
E simme fragili, sempe cchiu deboli
Sempe cchiu malinconici, a cammenà sta vita

Tiempo ca ce accumpagne tutt'e juorne
Ca c′he prestato 'a vita pe t′ant'anni
Fermate dinta ll'uocchie
′E tutte sti criature
Falle restà cchiu tiempo nzieme a tte
Dalle nu juorno nuovo
′Na vita cchiu felice
E n'ata guerra nun ce ′a fa vedè
Tiempo ca te ne vaie nzieme cu mme

Time

When I find this photograph
I feel older than my age
My heart feels smaller
Without wanting to, I start to cry
But how beautiful this photograph is
All my siblings are there
Without a wrinkle on their face, my mother
And my father, younger than us
This family
You've given me everything, this family
You've helped me, you've taken me to school
And sometimes you've spanked me too
If I'm far away, I feel close
If I'm sick, I'm not afraid
I feel you in front of me, in my pillow
And it goes away when the fever is gone

Time that goes by for me, time
And then we are just a memory
Time that is born, time that grows
Time that passes too quickly
And these young people who don't think
And waste a life for a fleeting moment

Time that passes in our hair
In the portrait of a family
Time that gives, time that takes
Makes mothers old and daughters big
And we are fragile, always weaker
Always more melancholy, walking this life

Time that accompanies us every day
That you've lent life to for so many years
Stop in the eyes
Of all these creatures
Let them stay longer with you
Give them a new day
A happier life
And don't let them see another war
Time that goes away with me