Текст и перевод песни RUMATERA - Tatuajo

Tatuajo

Si pronto?
Emh, pronto
Pronto?
A voria prenotare un tatuajo
Tatuajo? Che tatuajo?
Eh no so, un tatuajo, quei de desso

I tempi cambia orco boia ma
Non me passa ea voia
E taco xa pensare all'istà
Ma go a pansa e no se poe ndare al mare
Bocciato in prova costume
Iero in prova majon ma desso taco bere albume
E dolgissime del 2000 no tea da se el tatuajo no te ga

E no xe più i anni '90
Quando chea figa iera poca e a voia tanta
Magliette larghe, Invicta novo de bain
Uciai da soe e brasso fora el finestrin

Varda che sgaio che so col tatuajo
Me tatuo un Kuhn, imbaea forajo
Na carpa giapponese, na rosa, na croxe
Un toro, un stinco, mexo metro de Mahoro
Na frase de Albachiara, un camion pien de jara
Canson da depression stile "Paola e Chiara"
Speremo che nol sbaia co l'ago, man ferma!
Sennò no co vago in spiaja, figure de merda
L'otto roversà, na data importante
E stee sol coeo, na rondine soe anche
Ansi quea no, che sennò i me amighi po' i me dixe:
"Areo ceo ma te piaxe anca l'Oxeo?"
E man che prega, el segno xodiacae
El me nome seo desmentego co ciapo serte bae
Na fenice parchè go sofferto tanto
Ma so massa originae!

E no xe più i anni '90
Quando chea figa iera poca e a voia tanta
Magliette larghe, Invicta novo de bain
Uciai da soe e brasso fora el finestrin

Mexo milion no basta miga
Pa farte un brasso coe canson de Vasco e Liga
Ma ti xe un fisso, ma ti xe beo
Co chel tatuajo a te magnaria l'oseo

E par piaxerghe a ste fighe qua
Butto via l'Invicta e compro l'Eastpack
Me fasso un tatuajo soa schina
Speremo che me sbuchina

Me tatuo un tatuajo sora el tatuajo che go fatto ieri pa sbajo
Poenta, musetti, salciccie coe verxe e na bea soppressa co l'ajo
Me tatuo un tatuajo sora el tatuajo che go fatto ieri pa sbajo
Poenta, musetti, salciccie coe verxe e na bea soppressa co l'ajo

E no xe più i anni '90
Quando chea figa iera poca e a voia tanta
Magliette larghe, Invicta novo de bain
Uciai da soe e brasso fora el finestrin

Mexo milion no basta miga
Pa farte un brasso coe canson de Vasco e Liga
Ma ti xe un fisso, ma ti xe beo
Co chel tatuajo a te magnaria l'oseo

Tattoo

So soon?
Emh, soon
Soon?
I would like to book a tattoo
Tattoo? What tattoo?
Eh, I don't know, a tattoo, one of those

Times change, damn it, but
The desire doesn't leave me
And I'm already thinking about summer
But I have a belly and I can't go to the beach
Failed the swimsuit test
I was trying mayonnaise but now I start drinking egg whites
And sweet girls of the 2000s, you're out of luck if you don't have a tattoo

And it's not the 90s anymore
When girls were scarce and desire was plentiful
Baggy shirts, new Invicta swimsuit
Sunglasses on and arm out the window

Look what a mess I am with tattoos
I'll tattoo a Kuhn, drunk and pierced
A Japanese carp, a rose, a cross
A bull, a shin, half a meter of Mahoro
A phrase from Albachiara, a truck full of jars
Depressing songs like "Paola and Chiara"
Let's hope he doesn't mess up with the needle, steady hand!
Otherwise I can't go to the beach, what a shame
The overturned eight, an important date
And this one alone, a lonely swallow too
Actually not that one, otherwise my friends might say:
"Hey buddy, do you also like men?"
And praying hands, the zodiac sign
I forget my own name when I get certain hits
A phoenix because I've suffered so much
But I'm too original!

And it's not the 90s anymore
When girls were scarce and desire was plentiful
Baggy shirts, new Invicta swimsuit
Sunglasses on and arm out the window

Half a million is not enough
To get an arm with Vasco and Liga's songs
But you're an obsession, but you're beautiful
With that tattoo I would eat your bone

And to please these girls here
I throw away the Invicta and buy the Eastpack
I'll get a tattoo on my back
Let's hope it gets me laid

I'll tattoo a tattoo over the tattoo I got yesterday by mistake
Polenta, musetti, sausages with verses and a nice soppressa with garlic
I'll tattoo a tattoo over the tattoo I got yesterday by mistake
Polenta, musetti, sausages with verses and a nice soppressa with garlic

And it's not the 90s anymore
When girls were scarce and desire was plentiful
Baggy shirts, new Invicta swimsuit
Sunglasses on and arm out the window

Half a million is not enough
To get an arm with Vasco and Liga's songs
But you're an obsession, but you're beautiful
With that tattoo I would eat your bone