Siete pioggia che bacia le rose
Renato Franchi & Orchestrina del Suonatore Jones| Questo brano era stato inserito direttamente da Renato Franchi,... | |
| YOU'RE RAIN WHICH KISSES THE ROSES | BALLATA DELLA PIOGGIA E DELLE ROSE |
| It was sky it was street It was cement and construction site It was smash it was crash it was scaffold it was plunging | Era cielo era strada era cemento e cantiere era schianto era l'impalcatura era precipitare |
| It was barbed wire, the corporal's wage, the work which tires, which kills, which makes us bleed | era un giorno di sole la paga del caporale il lavoro che stanca e che sfrutta senza mai riposare |
| It was winter, it was snow It was fatigue and duty It was steel it was amazed fire It was our dying | era inverno era neve era impego e dovere era acciaio era fuoco che brucia era il vostro stupore |
| It was barbed wire, violence and pain The work which tires and then kills, which makes us bleed | era l'indifferenza la violenza e il dolore la fatica che sfianca e poi uccide che vi fa’ sanguinare |
| You're rain which kisses the roses You're tears and sun You're wildflower...crushed on the ground | Siete pioggia che bacia le rose siete foglie cadute siete fiori di campo buttati per terra siete sogni infranti e traditi siete nuvole in cielo siete stelle comete svanite nel volo |
| The refuge for all the sighs You're moon in the sky You're clouds and stars...fallen on the fly | Era solo l'inganno l'ingiustizia il clamore era il male che logora e stronca che non fa respirare |
| It was hope it was dream It was life it was love It was factory it was workshop It was unhinging the heart | Eran soffitti crollati eran corpi schiacciati una morsa che spezza e distrugge tante giovani vite |
| It was barbed wire Capital's deceit The work which tires and then kills, which makes us bleed | Era speranza era attesa promesse parole era la fabbrica e l'officina che vi han fermato il cuore |
| You're rain which kisses the roses You're tears and sun You're wildflower...crushed on the ground | Siete pioggia che bacia le rose siete foglie cadute siete fiori di campo buttati per terra siete sogni infranti e traditi siete nuvole in cielo siete stelle comete svanite nel volo |
| the refuge for all the sighs You're moon in the sky You're clouds and stars...fallen on the fly | Siete pioggia che bacia le rose siete foglie cadute siete fiori di campo buttati per terra siete sogni infranti e traditi siete nuvole in cielo siete stelle comete svanite nel volo |
