Текст и перевод песни Serge Reggiani - L'italien

L'italien

C'est moi, c'est l'Italien
Est-ce qu'il y a quelqu'un
Est-ce qu'il y a quelqu'une
D'ici j'entends le chien
Et si tu n'es pas morte
Ouvre-moi sans rancune
Je rentre un peu tard je sais
18 ans de retard c'est vrai
Mais j'ai trouvé mes allumettes
Dans une rue du Massachussetts
Il est fatiguant le voyage
Pour un enfant de mon âge

Ouvre-moi, ouvre-moi la porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci sei, aprimi la porta
Non sai come è stato laggiù

Je reviens au logis
J'ai fais tous les métiers
Voleur, équilibriste
Maréchal des logis
Comédien, braconnier
Empereur et pianiste
J'ai connu des femmes, oui mais
Je joue bien mal aux dames, tu sais
Du temps que j'étais chercheur d'or
Elles m'ont tout pris, j'en pleure encore
Là-dessus le temps est passé
Quand j'avais le dos tourné

Ouvre-moi, ouvre-moi la porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci sei, aprimi la porta
Diro come è stato laggiù

C'est moi, c'est l'Italien
Je reviens de si loin
La route était mauvaise
Et tant d'années après
Tant de chagrins après
Je rêve d'une chaise
Ouvre, tu es là, je sais
Je suis tellement las, tu sais
Il ne me reste qu'une chance
C'est que tu n'aies pas eu ta chance
Mais ce n'est plus le même chien
Et la lumière s'éteint

Ouvrez-moi, ouvrez une porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci siete, aprite una porta
Diro come è stato laggiù
Ouvrez-moi, ouvrez une porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci siete, aprite una porta
Diro come è stato laggiù

The Italian

It's me, it's the Italian
Is there anyone
Is there anyone there
From here I hear the dog
And if you're not dead
Open up for me, without resentment
I'm home a little late, I know
18 years late, it's true
But I found my matches
On a street in Massachusetts
The journey is tiring
For a child of my age

Open up, open the door for me
I can't take it anymore
If you're there, open the door for me
You don't know what it was like over there

I'm coming home
I've done all kinds of jobs
Thief, tightrope walker
Sergeant
Actor, poacher
Emperor and pianist
I've known women, yes, but
I'm not very good at checkers, you know
Back when I was a gold prospector
They took everything from me, I still cry about it
Time has passed since then
While my back was turned

Open up, open the door for me
I can't take it anymore
If you're there, open the door for me
I'll tell you what it was like over there

It's me, it's the Italian
I'm coming back from so far away
The road was bad
And so many years later
So much sorrow later
I dream of a chair
Open up, you're there, I know
I'm so tired, you know
I only have one chance left
That you haven't had yours
But it's not the same dog anymore
And the light is going out

Open up for me, open a door
I can't take it anymore
If you're there, open a door
I'll tell you what it was like over there
Open up for me, open a door
I can't take it anymore
If you're there, open a door
I'll tell you what it was like over there