Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds: Where the Wild Roses Grow
GLI EXTRA DELLE CCG / AWS EXTRAS / LES EXTRAS DES CCGOriginale | Tentativo di traduzione italiana di Bernart (di Down in the Willow Garden). |
NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS: WHERE THE WILD ROSES GROW They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one As she stared in my eyes and smiled For her lips were the colour of the roses They grew down the river, all bloody and wild When he knocked on my door and entered the room My trembling subsided in his sure embrace He would be my first man, and with a careful hand He wiped the tears that ran down my face They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day On the second day I brought her a flower She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen I said, 'Do you know where the wild roses grow So sweet and scarlet and free?' On the second day he came with a single rose Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?' I nodded my head, as I layed on the bed He said, 'If I show you the roses will you follow?' They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day On the third day he took me to the river He showed me the roses and we kissed And the last thing I heard was a muttered word As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief As I kissed her goodbye, I said, 'All beauty must die' And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day | LÀ NEL GIARDINO DEI SALICI Là nel giardino dei salici Ci incontrammo io e il mio amore E come iniziammo ad amoreggiare Il mio amore cadde addormentato Avevo una bottiglia di vino drogato Di cui il mio amore non sapeva nulla E così ho intossicato quella cara ragazza Laggiù vicino all’argine La pugnalai con la mia lama Fu una notte di sangue La buttai nel fiume Fu orribile a vedersi Mio padre mi diceva spesso Che il denaro mi avrebbe reso libero E così ho ucciso quella cara ragazza Il cui nome era Rose Connelly Ed ora [il mio vecchio] siede sulla porta di casa Asciugandosi gli occhi dal pianto Ed attende che il suo unico amato figlio Salga sull’alto patibolo La mia vita correva sotto il sole Ma ecco, ora l’inferno mi aspetta Perchè ho ucciso quella cara ragazza Il cui nome era Rose Connelly |