| Versione inglese di Pierfrancesco La Mura
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DIE AS AN OUTLAW | AS BRIGANDS WE DIE |
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We laid aside our guitars and drums | We put to rest our guitars and our drums |
for this tune has to change now. | Because this music has got to be changed |
We are outlaws, fear is our tune | Brigands we are, and strike people with fear |
and now we want to sing with guns, | And with our guns we now wish to sing out |
and now we want to sing with guns. | And with our guns we now wish to sing out |
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So let's sing now this new song | And now we are singing a sparking new song |
that all you people are going to learn. | And all the people must sing it along |
Don't give a damn of the Bourbon king, | Don't give a damn for the king of Bourbon |
this is our land and nobody takes it, | The land is ours and it's no one's to grab |
this is our land and nobody takes it. | The land is ours and it's no one's to grab |
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All the villages in Basilicata | All of the cities in Basilicata |
are rising up and want to fight, | Have woken up and they now want to fight |
even Calabria is now insurging | Even Calabria now joined the revolt |
and we're going to scare the enemy, | And now our enemy quivers in fear |
and we're going to scare the enemy. | And now our enemy quivers in fear |
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You saw the wolf and got so scared, | Who saw the wolf and was striken with terror |
but you don't know the truth yet. | Does not quite know where the truth really stands |
The real wolf who eats children | For the true wolf who is devouring our children |
is the Piedmontese so let's drive him away | Is from Piedmont and we must drive him out |
is the Piedmontese so let's drive him away | Is from Piedmont and we must drive him out |
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All ye fair maidens who give your heart | Beautiful women who give out your heart, |
if you really want to save the outlaw | If you do care to save the brigand's life |
don't look for him, forget his name, | Don't look for him, forget even his name |
we're at war with a merciless enemy, | Who makes us war has no mercy for us |
we're at war with a merciless enemy. | Who makes us war has no mercy for us |
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You were born as a man, you die as an outlaw, | As men we are born, and as brigands we die |
we'll shoot and fight up to the last. | But till the end we must keep up the fight |
And if we die, so bring us a flower | And if we die throw a flower for us |
and an oath for our liberty, | And throw a curse for this freedom of ours |
and an oath for our liberty. | And throw a curse for this freedom of ours |