Текст и перевод песни Pooh - Tropico del nord

Tropico del nord

Vanno via.
Domani vanno via
I cento giorni magici sul tropico del nord.
Vanno via
Le pioggie all′improvviso
E il sole che ti brucia perfino se non c'?.
Telefoni roventi,
A casa come va
Ma domani...
Vanno via
Gli amici cioccolato
Campioni di biliardo e di tranquillit?.
Vanno via
Le reti alle finestre
Il cane che fa festa, ma non parla l′italiano.
La barca che va piano
Le storie di magia
Stanno andando via.
Vanno via
I canti della gente
A un Dio che non si sente ma che certamente c'?.
Vanno via
Dorina e le sue mele
Piangeva quando le ha detto ricordatevi di me.
La strada contromano
La spiaggia coi fal?
Da domani...
Vanno via,
Ma un po' di azzurro resta
Sui vetri dell′airone che ci strappa da quaggi?.
La musica imbrigliata
Nel tropico del nord
Viene via con noi.

Tropic of the North

They're going away.
Tomorrow they're going away,
The magical hundred days on the Tropic of the North.
They're going away,
The sudden rains,
And the sun that burns you even when it's not there.
Phones burning up,
At home, how is it?
But tomorrow...
They're going away,
The chocolate friends,
Champions of billiards and of tranquillity.
They're going away,
The nets on the windows,
The dog that greets you but doesn't speak Italian.
The boat that goes slowly,
The stories of magic
Are going away.
They're going away,
The songs of the people
To a God who can't be heard but who is certainly there.
They're going away,
Dorina and her apples,
She cried when you told her to remember me.
The road in the wrong direction,
The beach with the cliffs.
From tomorrow...
They're going away,
But a bit of blue remains
On the windows of the heron that tears us from here.
The music, bridled
In the Tropic of the North,
Is coming away with us.