Lyrics of Povero me - Francesco De Gregori

Povero me - Francesco De Gregori
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Date of issue: 26.08.1992
Song language: Italian

Povero me

(original)
Cammino come unmarziano, come un malato,
come un mascalzane, per le strade di Roma.
Vedo passare persone e cani e pretoriani con la sirena.
E mi va l’anima in pena, mi viene voglia di menare le mani,
mi viene voglia di cambiarmi il cognome.
Cammino da sempre sopra i pezzi di vetro,
e non ho mai capito come, ma dimmi dov' la tua mano,
dimmi dov' il tuo cuore?
Povero me!
Povero me!
Povero me!
Non ho nemmeno un amico qualunque per bere un caff.
Povero me!
Povero me!
Povero me!
Guarda che pioggia di acqua e di foglie, che povero autunno che.
Povero me!
Povero me!
Povero me!
Mi guardo intorno e sono tutti migliori di me.
Povero me, povero me, povero me,
guarda che pioggia di acqua e di foglie, che povero autunno che,
guarda che pioggia di acqua e di foglie, che povero autunno che.
Cammino come un dissidente, come un deragliato,
come un disertore, senza nemmneno un cappello
o un ombrello da aprire, ho il cervello in manette.
Dico cose gi dette e vedo cose gi viste,
i simpatici mi stanno antipatici, i comici mi rendono triste.
Mi fa paura il silenzio ma non sopporto il rumore,
dove sar la tua mano, dolce,
dove sar il tuo amore?
Povero me!
Povero me!
Povero me!
Non ho nemmeno un amico qualunque per bere un caff.
Povero me!
Povero me!
Povero me!
Guarda che pioggia di acqua e di foglie, che povero autunno che.
Povero me!
Povero me!
Povero me!
Mi guardo intorno e sono tutti migliori di me.
Povero me, povero me, povero me,
guarda che pioggia di acqua e di foglie, che povero autunno che,
guarda che pioggia di acqua e di foglie, che povero autunno che …
(translation)
I walk like a Martian, like a sick man,
like a rascal, on the streets of Rome.
I see people and dogs and praetorians go by with the siren.
And my soul is in pain, it makes me want to lead my hands,
I want to change my surname.
I've always walked over the pieces of glass,
and I never understood how, but tell me where your hand is,
tell me where is your heart?
Poor me!
Poor me!
Poor me!
I don't even have an ordinary friend to drink coffee.
Poor me!
Poor me!
Poor me!
Look what a rain of water and leaves, what a poor autumn that.
Poor me!
Poor me!
Poor me!
I look around and they are all better than me.
Poor me, poor me, poor me,
look what a rain of water and leaves, what a poor autumn that,
look what a rain of water and leaves, what a poor autumn that.
I walk like a dissident, like a derailed,
like a deserter, without even a hat
or an umbrella to open, my brain is in handcuffs.
I say things already said and I see things already seen,
nice people dislike me, comedians make me sad.
The silence scares me but I can't stand the noise,
where will your hand be, sweet,
where will your love be?
Poor me!
Poor me!
Poor me!
I don't even have an ordinary friend to drink coffee.
Poor me!
Poor me!
Poor me!
Look what a rain of water and leaves, what a poor autumn that.
Poor me!
Poor me!
Poor me!
I look around and they are all better than me.
Poor me, poor me, poor me,
look what a rain of water and leaves, what a poor autumn that,
look what a rain of water and leaves, what a poor autumn that ...
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