Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Giulia domani si sposa , by - Artu. Song from the album Artù, in the genre Иностранная авторская песняRelease date: 01.04.2013
Record label: Leave
Song language: Italian
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Giulia domani si sposa , by - Artu. Song from the album Artù, in the genre Иностранная авторская песняGiulia domani si sposa(original) |
| Sei quella che appannava i vetri della macchina |
| Fuori pioveva, e tu volevi andare in Africa |
| Sei quella che ha rubato i soldi all’elemosina |
| Per quattro birre ed una festa lacrimogena |
| E ti piaceva il fritto misto con i Big Bambù |
| Ed io gridavo: «Amore mio, non ce la faccio più» |
| E poi, la notte, per la strada, non finiva mai |
| Quant’eri bella, bella, bella, e adesso dove vai? |
| Giulia, Giulia, domani si sposa |
| Giulia, Giulia, mi sembra una scusa |
| Sei quella che cambiava il mondo con i suoi muri |
| E poi, lottava sopra un letto con i gladiatori |
| Sei quella che gridava ad un concerto a Modena |
| E mi diceva: «Molla tutto per la musica» |
| E adesso sposi un impiegato, e te ne vai in pensione |
| E mi hai lasciato solo a fare la rivoluzione |
| E questa notte, per la strada, non finisce mai |
| E tu sei bella, bella, bella, e non lo saprai mai |
| Giulia, Giulia, domani si sposa |
| Giulia, Giulia, mi sembra una scusa |
| (translation) |
| You're the one who fogged the car windows |
| It was raining outside, and you wanted to go to Africa |
| You're the one who stole the alms money |
| For four beers and a tear gas party |
| And you liked mixed fry with Big Bamboos |
| And I shouted: "My love, I can't take it anymore" |
| And then, the night, on the street, never ended |
| How beautiful, beautiful, beautiful were you, and where are you going now? |
| Giulia, Giulia, is getting married tomorrow |
| Giulia, Giulia, it seems to me an excuse |
| You are the one who changed the world with its walls |
| Besides, she wrestled over a bed with gladiators |
| You're the one screaming at a concert in Modena |
| And she said to me: "Give up everything for the music" |
| And now you're marrying an employee, and you're retiring |
| And you left me alone to make the revolution |
| And this night, on the street, it never ends |
| And you are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, and you will never know |
| Giulia, Giulia, is getting married tomorrow |
| Giulia, Giulia, it seems to me an excuse |