Translation of the song lyrics Mockba 993 - Banda Bassotti

Mockba 993 (original)

Mockba '993:
Sopra le citt?
della gloriosa stella rossa dell’oriente
non risplende pi?
il sole che scaldava la povera gente
sta cambiando l’aria il vento dell’ovest non si fermer?
fino a quando guerra odio e sfruttamento si respirer?
Dalle montagne fino al mare
calpesteranno l’uomo i piedi della propriet?
Quando tu vedrai
la fame entrare nelle case della gente
e ti accorgerai
di te al freddo non gliene importa niente
mafia et CIA
polvere di stelle
vite prender?
cacheranno soldi
sopra la tua pelle
i cani dello zar
Quale giustizia e libert?
costruiranno sulla fame e la povert?
Ottobre vedr?
volare bassi gli avvoltoi dell’occidente
facce di operai
al muro insieme all’uguaglianza tra la gente
tra le cannonate
e l’asfalto rosso
Ilijc partir?
andr?
per il mondo
cercher?
il suo amore
Solidariet?
Sopra il fumo e le macerie
un corvo bianco indosser?
la camicia nera
Mosca '993, signor padrone mi ricorder?
di te…
Come un partigiano
Tovaric non si arrende
col martello in mano
Tovaric si difende
scender?
la notte con lo sfruttamento sopra le citt?
ma la nostra idea si alzer?
ogni giorno e camminer?
tra chi mangia polvere e sudore
tra chi resiste tra chi non dimenticher?
Mosca '993 signor padrone mi ricorder?
di te

(translation)

Mockba '993:
Above the cities?
of the glorious red star of the east
does not shine more?
the sun that warmed the poor people
the air is changing, will the west wind not stop?
until when war, hatred and exploitation will breathe?
From the mountains to the sea
will man trample the feet of the property?
When you will see
hunger entering people's homes
and you will notice
he doesn't care about you in the cold
mafia and CIA
Stardust
screw take?
they will shit money
over your skin
the dogs of the tsar
What justice and freedom?
will they build on hunger and poverty?
October will see?
the vultures of the West fly low
faces of workers
against the wall together with equality among the people
between the cannon fire
and the red asphalt
Will I leave?
will go
for the world
will look for?
his of him love
Solidarity?
Above the smoke and rubble
a white crow will wear?
the black shirt
Moscow '993, sir, will I remember?
of you…
Like a partisan
Tovaric does not give up
with hammer in hand
Tovaric defends himself
go down?
the night with the exploitation over the cities?
but our idea will rise?
every day and walk?
among those who eat dust and sweat
among those who resist among those who will not forget?
Moscow '993 sir master will remind me?
of you