Текст и перевод песни Silvana Fioresi e Trio Lescano - Pippo non lo sa

Pippo non lo sa

Pippo non lo sa
Ma quando passa ride tutta la città
E le sartine
Dalle vetrine
Gli fan mille mossettine

Ma lui, con grande serietà
Saluta tutti, fa un inchino e se ne va
Si crede bello
Come un Apollo
E saltella come un pollo

Sopra il cappotto porta la giacca
E sopra il gilè la camicia
Sopra le scarpe porta le calze
Non ha un botton
E con i lacci tien su i calzon

Ma Pippo, Pippo non lo sa
E serio, serio se ne va per la città
Si crede bello
Come un Apollo
E saltella come un pollo

Pippo non lo sa
Ma quando passa ride tutta la città
E le sartine
Dalle vetrine
Gli fan mille mossettine

Ma lui, con grande serietà
Saluta tutti, fa un inchino e se ne va
Si crede bello
Come un Apollo
E saltella come un pollo

Sopra il cappotto porta la giacca
E sopra il gilè la camicia
Sopra le scarpe porta le calze
Non ha un botton
E con i lacci tien su i calzon

Pippo non lo sa
E serio, serio se ne va per la città
Si crede bello
Come un Apollo
E saltella come un pollo

Pippo doesn't know

Pippo doesn't know
But when he passes by, the whole city laughs
And the seamstresses
From the windows
Make a thousand little gestures at him

But he, with great seriousness
Greets everyone, bows and leaves
He thinks he's handsome
Like Apollo
And skips like a chicken

He wears his jacket over his coat
And his shirt over his waistcoat
He wears his socks over his shoes
He doesn't have a button
And he holds his pants up with laces

But Pippo, Pippo doesn't know
And serious, serious, he walks through the city
He thinks he's handsome
Like Apollo
And skips like a chicken

Pippo doesn't know
But when he passes by, the whole city laughs
And the seamstresses
From the windows
Make a thousand little gestures at him

But he, with great seriousness
Greets everyone, bows and leaves
He thinks he's handsome
Like Apollo
And skips like a chicken

He wears his jacket over his coat
And his shirt over his waistcoat
He wears his socks over his shoes
He doesn't have a button
And he holds his pants up with laces

Pippo doesn't know
And serious, serious, he walks through the city
He thinks he's handsome
Like Apollo
And skips like a chicken