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Vulesse addeventare nu brigante

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Una traduzione inglese, nel metro originale di Pierfrancesco La Mura
VURIA DEVENTARE UN BRIGANTEI WISH I COULD BECOME
Vurìa deventare un ponteghin, fiòla mia.
Par rosegare le cadena
ca le me strenze el peto
e le me fa s'ciavo!
I wish I could become a little mouse oh my sweet babe
I wish I could become a little mouse oh my sweet babe
So that I could gnaw and grind these chains - that are holding fast my feet
And that make me slave
So that I could gnaw and grind these chains - that are holding fast my feet
And that make me slave
Vurìa deventare pesse spada, fiòla mia.
Par poder subito s'cuartare,
'ntel fondo del mare,
i nostri nemighi.
I wish I could become a mighty swordfish, my sweet babe
I wish I could become a mighty swordfish, my sweet babe
So that I could quickly disembowel - down the bottom of the sea
Our persecutors
So that I could quickly disembowel - down the bottom of the sea
Our persecutors
Vurìa deventare un gabiàn, fiòla mia.
Par podere libero vo'are,
e s'cichenarghe sóra le divise
de tuti i piemontesi.
I wish I could become a candid dove oh my sweet babe
I wish I could become a candid dove oh my sweet babe
So that I could be free to cross the sky - and the uniforms to soil
To all the Piedmontese
So that I could be free to cross the sky - and the uniforms to soil
To all the Piedmontese
Vurìa deventare na tarantola, fiòla mia.
Par svejare tuta sta zente
ca no'a gà capìo ninte
e'a resta vardare!
I wish I could become a rowdy drum oh my sweet babe
I wish I could become a rowdy drum oh my sweet babe
So that I could wake up all these people - who still haven't got a clue
And just stand and watch
So that I could wake up all these people - who still haven't got a clue
And just stand and watch
Vurìa deventare na bandiera, fiòla mia.
Par darghe on colore a sta guerra
che'a gà da liberar sta tera
o da farse morir.
I wish I could become a fiery flag oh my sweet babe
I wish I could become a fiery flag oh my sweet babe
To give some kind of color to this war
Which either liberates this land - or shall make us die
To give some kind of color to this war
Which either liberates this land - or shall make us die
Vurìa deventare un brigante, fiòla mia.
Che po' el stà lu solo sula montagna scura
par ispritarte sempre
fin ché nol more.
I wish I could become a brazen brigand, my sweet babe
I wish I could become a brazen brigand, my sweet babe
Who wants to stand alone on the dark mountain
To keep scaring you all the time - up until he is dead
Who wants to stand alone on the dark mountain
To keep scaring you all the time - up until he is dead


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