Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Canzoni stonate , by - Andrea Bocelli. Release date: 10.02.2022
Song language: Italian
Canzoni stonate(original) |
| Canto solamente insieme a pochi amici |
| Quando ci troviamo a casa |
| e abbiam bevuto |
| Non pensare che ti abbiam dimenticato |
| Proprio ieri sera |
| parlavamo di te Camminando verso casa mi sei tornata in mente |
| A letto mi son girato |
| e non ho ditto niente |
| E ho ripensato alla tua voce |
| cos |
| Che dava al nostro gruppo qualcosa di pi Enrico che suona, |
| sua moglie fa il coro |
| Giovanni come sempre ascolta |
| stonato com' |
| Canzoni d’amore |
| che fanno ancora bene al cuore |
| Noi stanchi ma contenti |
| Se chiudi gli occhi forse |
| tu ci senti anche da l |
| L’altra domenica siamo andati al lago |
| Ho preso anche un luccio grande |
| Che sembrava un drago |
| Poi a sera in treno |
| abbiam cantato piano |
| Quell pezzo Americano |
| che cantavi tu Canzoni stonate |
| parole sempre un po’sbagliate |
| Ricordi quante serate |
| passate cos |
| Se chiudi gli occhi forse |
| tu ci senti anche da l Canzoni d’amore |
| che fanno ancora bene al cuore |
| diciamo quasi sempre |
| qualche volta no qualche volta no Canzoni stonate |
| parole sempre un po’sbagliate |
| Ricordi quante serate |
| passate cos |
| English translation: |
| Songs Out Of Tune |
| I’m singing together with a few friends |
| When we find ourselves at home |
| having a drink |
| Not realizing that we’ve forgotten you |
| Just yesterday evening |
| we were talking about you |
| As I walked toward the house, |
| you came to mind |
| In bed I turned over |
| and said nothing |
| And I recalled in your voice |
| something fresh and strange |
| That gave our group something extra |
| Enrico — who sounds like his wife — |
| sings along |
| Giovanni as always hears |
| it out of tune — as it is |
| Songs of love |
| that still make your heart feel good |
| We’re tired but happy |
| If you close your eyes |
| you might hear us even from there |
| The other Sunday we went to the lake |
| I even caught a huge pike |
| It looked like a dragon |
| Then in the evening |
| we sang quietly on the train |
| That American piece |
| that you were singing |
| Songs out of tune, |
| the words always a little wrong |
| You remember so many evenings |
| spent this way |
| If you close your eyes |
| you might hear us even from there |
| Songs of love |
| That still make your heart feel good |
| We almost always talk |
| Sometimes not, sometimes not |
| Songs out of tune |
| The words always a little wrong |
| You remember so many evenings |
| spent this way |
| (translation) |
| I sing only with a few friends |
| When we are at home |
| and we drank |
| Don't think we've forgotten you |
| Just last night |
| we were talking about you Walking home you came back to me |
| In bed I turned around |
| and I didn't say anything |
| And I thought about your voice |
| cos |
| Which gave our group something more Enrico than plays, |
| his wife is the choir |
| Giovanni, as always, listens |
| out of tune as |
| Love songs |
| that are still good for the heart |
| We are tired but happy |
| If you close your eyes maybe |
| you also hear us from there |
| The other Sunday we went to the lake |
| I also caught a big pike |
| That looked like a dragon |
| Then in the evening by train |
| we sang softly |
| That American piece |
| that you sang songs out of tune |
| words always a little wrong |
| Remember how many evenings |
| pass like this |
| If you close your eyes maybe |
| you also hear us from the Songs of love |
| that are still good for the heart |
| we almost always say |
| sometimes not sometimes not Songs out of tune |
| words always a little wrong |
| Remember how many evenings |
| pass like this |
| English translation: |
| Songs Out Of Tune |
| I'm singing together with a few friends |
| When we find ourselves at home |
| having a drink |
| Not realizing that we've forgotten you |
| Just yesterday evening |
| we were talking about you |
| As I walked toward the house, |
| you came to mind |
| In bed I turned over |
| and said nothing |
| And I recalled in your voice |
| something fresh and strange |
| That gave our group something extra |
| Enrico - who sounds like his wife di him - |
| sings along |
| Giovanni as he always hears |
| it out of tune - as it is |
| Songs of love |
| that still make your heart feel good |
| We're tired but happy |
| If you close your eyes |
| you might hear us even from there |
| The other Sunday we went to the lake |
| I even caught a huge pike |
| It looked like a dragon |
| Then in the evening |
| we sang quietly on the train |
| That American piece |
| that you were singing |
| Songs out of tune, |
| the words always a little wrong |
| You remember so many evenings |
| spent this way |
| If you close your eyes |
| you might hear us even from there |
| Songs of love |
| That still make your heart feel good |
| We almost always talk |
| Sometimes not, sometimes not |
| Songs out of tune |
| The words always a little wrong |
| You remember so many evenings |
| spent this way |