Текст и перевод песни Roberto Vecchioni - Mond Lader

Mond Lader

Son chì, son là che cunti nient
E che ghe vègna on accident
Ai cervellon, ai lazzaron del parlament.
Son chì che gh'hoo duu oeugg de matt
E son finii a ciappà i ratt
Me borlen giò anca i ball e i sentiment.
Mi voraria savè quèll'òstia,
Quel gran figlio di una bèstia
Che on bèll dì m'ha saraa sù l'Alfa Romeo.
Sarò anche il figlio di on terron
Ma rièssi nò a vèss on coion
E intant me brusa el bus del cuu... e marameo.
Mond lader
Quèlla brutta loeuggia d'on mond lader
Quèlla brutta tròia d'un mond lader
El cantava indeperlù mè pader.
Mondo ladro pieno di padroni
Di cattivi che son tutti buoni
Di sbarbati senza più i maroni.
Mond lader, Mond lader.
E gh'hoo duu fioeu che parlen minga
Hinn domà bon de cicciarà de cicciara' al telefonin
La tosa con l'anèllo al naso
Anca incoeu l'è tatuada
In del bamborin
La mia miee la vosa in ca'
La vosa che la par uno strasciee
El mè padron el comunista
A fin del mes el me da nò i danee.
Mond lader
Mì 'l soo nò se gh'hoo de fà mond lader
Mì 'l soo nò se pòdi fà mond lader
Voraria savè doe el va domani
Cosa ne sarà di me domani
Cosa ne sarà di me domani
Che c'ho solo merda nelle mani
Mond lader, domani.
Ieri rincorrevo il tempo
Il tempo mi correva dietro
Erano gli anni della fantasia
Oggi son qui che guardo il cielo
Con le sue rondini in volo
E son minga bon de scappa' via.
Gh'è più i tosan quèi d'ona vòlta
Che la daven dree a ona pòrta
E la scighera l'era poesia
E te see denter in di oeugg
Me trèma ancamò i genoeugg
La prima vòlta che sei stata mia.
Mond lader
Mì te voeuri pròppi ben, mond lader
E son chì col coeur in man, mond lader
Ti vorrei dare di più, mond lader
Tu non sai cosa se tu, mond lader
Ma puttana tròia d'un mond lader
Son staa minga bon de vèss on lader
Cosa ne sarà di me domani
Che c'ho solo merda nelle mani
Mond lader, domani
Mond lader, domani
Mond lader, domani.

Thieving World

I'm here, I'm there, I'm counting nothing
And may an accident happen
To the big brains, the rascals in parliament.
I'm here, I have two crazy eyes
And I've ended up catching rats
My balls and my feelings are also boiling over.
I'd like to know that host,
That great son of a beast
Who one fine day locked up my Alfa Romeo.
I may even be the son of a peasant
But I can't manage to be an idiot
And in the meantime, my ass is burning... and oh dear.
Thieving world
That ugly place of a thieving world
That ugly whore of a thieving world
My father used to sing to himself.
Thieving world full of masters
Of bad guys who are all good
Of beardless men without balls anymore.
Thieving world, Thieving world.
And I have two children who don't speak
They're only good for chattering away on their cell phones
The girl with the nose ring
Today she's also tattooed
On her bellybutton
My wife's inside screaming at home
She screams like a banshee
My communist boss
At the end of the month, he doesn't give me my money.
Thieving world
I don't know if I have to make a thieving world
I don't know if it's possible to make a thieving world
I'd like to know where he's going tomorrow
What will become of me tomorrow
What will become of me tomorrow
That I have only shit in my hands
Thieving world, tomorrow.
Yesterday I was chasing time
Time was running after me
Those were the years of fantasy
Today I'm here looking at the sky
With its swallows in flight
And I'm not able to run away.
There are no longer the kids of yesteryear
Who were chasing after a door
And the keyhole was poetry
And you're inside in the eyes
My knees are still trembling
The first time you were mine.
Thieving world
I really care about you, thieving world
And I'm here with my heart in my hand, thieving world
I'd like to give you more, thieving world
You don't know what you are, thieving world
But you whore, you thieving world
I haven't been able to be a thief
What will become of me tomorrow
That I have only shit in my hands
Thieving world, tomorrow
Thieving world, tomorrow
Thieving world, tomorrow.