Lyrics of La raccolta - Angelo Branduardi

La raccolta (original)

E` la pulce d’acqua
che l’ombra ti rub
e tu ora sei malato
e la mosca d’autunno
che hai schiacciato
non ti perdoner.
Sull’acqua del ruscello
forse tu troppo ti sei chinato,
tu chiami la tua ombra,
ma lei non ritorner.
E` la pulce d’acqua
che l’ombra ti rub
e tu ora sei malato
e la serpe verde
che hai schiacciato
non ti perdoner.
E allora devi a lungo cantare
per farti perdonare
e la pulce d’acqua che lo sa
l’ombra ti render.

(translation)

It is the water flea
that the shadow will steal from you
and you are sick now
and the autumn fly
that you crushed
I will not forgive you.
On the water of the stream
maybe you bent too far down,
you call your shadow,
but she will not return.
It is the water flea
that the shadow will steal from you
and you are sick now
and the green snake
that you crushed
I will not forgive you.
And then you have to sing for a long time
to make you forgive
and the water flea who knows it
the shadow will make you.