Текст и перевод песни Sud Sound System - La romanella

La romanella

Terron Fabio
Le mele le pere le banane le menunceddhre lu limone le patate
La romanella pe l'insalata la romanella pe l'insalata carboni carbonella ci ole carboni
Ca cu fatii a basciu allu Salentu nci ole mutu tocca bbai sine a quiddhru ca sape tocca cacci puru qualche sordu se no nu la fatia nu pueti ttruare carboni carbonella ci ole carboni la romanella pe l'insalata...
Ca abbasciu allu Salentu le situazioni suntu te mmerda cu ttrei la fatia tocca te sbatti oppuru puei scire alli ntonecatori oppuru puei scire alli muratori te ne tiranu lu cueru e poi mancu se sape alla semana ce cazzu te esse ca paru paru paru ai pe le spese critime a mie ca sacciu comu ete
La romanella pe l'insalata...
Vagnuni ca comu a mie stanu menati a mienzu alla strata illusi te qualche promessa ca nu a mai rriata cu la famiglia e' sempre la stessa sunata la mamma ca rita: ba fatia ca m'aggiu straccata ca la gente te ite a mienzu la strada e nu be' na bella cosa magari fane domanda ca risolvi qualche cosa ma sapendu comu stanu le cose e meju cu me stau a casa ca a mie la gente ca llicca lu culu nu ma mai piaciuta e sulu perce' canusce la soluzione la ttruata ma ncete ci se sbatte cu porta a nnanti na famiglia e bae anni ca a nculu la pjia
La romanella pe l'insalata...
Ogni tantu me chiedu pe ce cazzu su nnatu a fare ci ia saputu ca ia stare cussine ia gia' lassatu stare... ma vistu ca su sta terra puru ieu stau a girare uardu a nnanti perche' a rretu nu pozzu uardare problemi nu me ne fazzu e continu a camenare sulla strada ca sulu ieu me pozzu aprire problemi e difficolta' se potenu puru superare ma sulu cu la voloonta' toa ci pueti riuscire a certi schemi di merda a bessere superiore a mie ste cose pane nu me ne potenu tare pero' nce na cosa ca me piace mutu fare cantare cu lu reggae perche' bbuenu possu stare.
La romanella pe l'insalata...

The Roman Salad

Fabio Terron
Apples, pears, bananas, mint, lemons, potatoes
Roman salad for the salad Roman salad for the salad charcoal, coal there is charcoal, coal.
So that if you cut it down in Salento there's too much of that you have to go without that one who knows how to you have to put some money in too if not you can't cut it you can't find charcoal coal there is charcoal the Roman salad for the salad...
Because down in Salento the situations are of shit at three the cut you have to beat yourself up or else you can go to the plasterers or else you can go to the bricklayers they will pull your heart out and then you don't even know by the week what the hell you have to do because you barely, barely, barely have for the critical expenses I know how it is
The Roman salad for the salad...
Vanguished as am I are dragged into the middle of the street deluded by some promise that never came through with the family it's always the same old tune mum says: go and work because I'm worn out because people see you in the middle of the street and it's not a good thing maybe ask a question so that you resolve something but knowing how things are it's better that I stay home because people who lick ass have never appealed to me and only because you know the solution found but yet if you struggle with carrying a family forward and go years taking it up the ass
The Roman salad for the salad...
Every now and then I ask myself why the hell was I born to do if I had known that I would be like this I would have already given up... but given that on this earth I too am turning I look forward because I can't look back I don't trouble myself with problems and keep walking on the road that only I can open up for myself problems and difficulties can also be overcome but only with your willpower can you succeed certain shitty schemes to be better superior to me those things there can't bring me down but there's one thing I really like to do sing with reggae because goodness me I can exist.
The Roman salad for the salad...