Текст и перевод песни Vasco Rossi feat. V. Rossi - Albachiara

Albachiara

Respiri piano per non far rumore
Ti addormenti di sera e ti risvegli col sole
Sei chiara come un'alba, sei fresca come l'aria
Diventi rossa se qualcuno ti guarda
E sei fantastica quando sei assorta
Dai tuoi problemi, dai tuoi pensieri
Ti vesti svogliatamente
Non metti mai niente che possa attirare attenzione
In particolare, solo per farti guardare,
Respiri piano per non far rumore
Di addormenti di sera e ti risvegli col sole
Sei chiara come un'alba, sei fresca come l'aria
Diventi rossa se qualcuno ti guarda
E sei fantastica quando sei assorta
Dai tuoi problemi, dai tuoi pensieri
Ti vesti svogliatamente
Non metti mai niente che possa attirare attenzione
In particolare, solo per farti guardare,
E con la faccia pulita
Cammini per strada mangiando una mela
Coi libri di scuola ti piace studiare
Non te ne devi vergognare
E quando guardi con quegli occhi grandi
Forse un po' troppo sinceri, sinceri
Si vede quello che pensi, quello che sogni
E qualche volta i toui pensieri strani
Con una mano con una mano ti sfiori
Sola dentro la stanza
E tutto il mondo fuori
ENGLISH VERSION
Breathe not plan to make noise
You asleep at night and you awaken with the sun
Six clear as un'alba, six fresh as the air
Becomes red if someone looks at you
And six great when you are absorbed
From your problems, your thoughts
Ti robes svogliatamente
Not ever put anything that can attract attention
In particular, just to make you look,
Breaths not plan to make noise
Asleep in the evening and you awaken with the sun
Six clear as un'alba, six fresh as the air
Becomes red if someone looks at you
And six great when you're absorbed
From your problems, your thoughts
Ti robes svogliatamente
Not ever put anything that can attract attention
In particular, just to make you look,
And with his face clean
Walk on the street eating an apple
With school books you like to study
You will not you ashamed
And when you look at with those big eyes
Perhaps' too honest, sincere
You see what they think, what dreams
And the sometimes strange thoughts toui
With one hand with one hand you close
Alone in the room
And the entire world outside

Albachiara

You breathe softly, trying not to make a sound,
Falling asleep at night, awakening with the sun.
You're bright as the dawn, fresh as the air,
Blushing red when someone's gaze falls upon you.
You're fantastic when you're lost in thought,
Entranced by your problems, your worries.
You dress casually,
Never wearing anything to attract attention,
Especially not just to make them look at you.
You breathe softly, trying not to make a sound,
Falling asleep at night, awakening with the sun.
You're bright as the dawn, fresh as the air,
Blushing red when someone's gaze falls upon you.
You're fantastic when you're lost in thought,
Entranced by your problems, your worries.
You dress casually,
Never wearing anything to attract attention,
Especially not just to make them look at you.
And with a clean face,
You walk down the street, eating an apple,
School books in hand, you enjoy studying,
There's no need to be ashamed.
And when you look with those big eyes,
Perhaps a bit too sincere, so genuine,
I see what you think, what you dream,
And sometimes your strange thoughts.
With one hand, you gently touch yourself,
Alone in your room,
And the whole world outside.
ENGLISH VERSION
You breathe softly, trying not to make a sound,
Falling asleep at night, awakening with the sun.
You're bright as the dawn, fresh as the air,
Blushing red when someone's gaze falls upon you.
You're fantastic when you're lost in thought,
Entranced by your problems, your worries.
You dress casually,
Never wearing anything to attract attention,
Especially not just to make them look at you.
You breathe softly, trying not to make a sound,
Falling asleep at night, awakening with the sun.
You're bright as the dawn, fresh as the air,
Blushing red when someone's gaze falls upon you.
You're fantastic when you're lost in thought,
Entranced by your problems, your worries.
You dress casually,
Never wearing anything to attract attention,
Especially not just to make them look at you.
And with a clean face,
You walk down the street, eating an apple,
School books in hand, you enjoy studying,
There's no need to be ashamed.
And when you look with those big eyes,
Perhaps a bit too sincere, so genuine,
I see what you think, what you dream,
And sometimes your strange thoughts.
With one hand, you gently touch yourself,
Alone in your room,
And the whole world outside.