Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Italia a 90 , by - AbanRelease date: 02.03.2018
Song language: Italian
Italia a 90(original) |
| Sognavamo Italia '90, ci hanno dato l’Italia a 90 |
| Gli appalti truccati, l’avvento della bianca |
| Mansell sopra alla Ferrari al gran premio di Spagna |
| Ma correva più veloce la Uno bianca |
| Bettino, Berlusconi, la Democrazia Cristiana |
| Ma qua dopo vent’anni la situazione non cambia |
| Odio, rabbia, non le cancelli come scritte sulla sabbia |
| Erano gli anni in cui il sangue correva tra le bande |
| Noi nelle comitive larghe col culo sopra alle panche |
| Luci di una volante quante ne ho viste inchiodare |
| Avessi un euro per ognuna c’avrei un capitale |
| Crescevi col più grande crescevano le palle |
| Chiedi a chi c’era se sei solo un poppante |
| Buchi nelle serrande, assalti nelle banche |
| Fuori con 30k senza una goccia di sangue |
| Poco contante, molta delinquenza |
| Si cresceva in fretta se non avevi scelta se |
| Non avevi scelta imparavi a lottare |
| L’unica scelta se volevi farti rispettare |
| Senza toccare un ferro, senza chiamare un padre |
| Frequentavi la scuola quella sopra le strade |
| Sulle uno a iniezione come fosse il tuo banco |
| E la prima lezione te l’ha data il tuo branco |
| (translation) |
| We dreamed of Italy '90, they gave us Italy in the 90s |
| The rigged contracts, the advent of the white |
| Mansell over the Ferrari at the Spanish Grand Prix |
| But the white Uno ran faster |
| Bettino, Berlusconi, the Christian Democracy |
| But here, after twenty years, the situation hasn't changed |
| Hate, anger, you don't erase them like written in the sand |
| Those were the years when blood ran among the gang bands |
| Us in large groups with our asses on the benches |
| Lights of a steering wheel as many I have seen nailed |
| If I had a euro for each, I would have a capital |
| You grew up with the biggest, the balls grew |
| Ask who was there if you are just a toddler |
| Holes in shutters, assaults on banks |
| Out with 30k without a drop of blood |
| Little cash, lots of crime |
| You grew up quickly if you didn't have a choice if |
| You had no choice, you learned to fight |
| The only choice if you wanted to be respected |
| Without touching an iron, without calling a father |
| You attended the school above the streets |
| On the injection ones as if it were your bench |
| And the first lesson was given to you by your pack |