Translation of the song lyrics Meccanica - Franco Battiato

Meccanica (original)

Ya comido, se iba descansar
mecido por las mosquiteras y por el ruido en la cocina,
por las ventanas entreabiertas, reflejos en la pared,
y alguna cosa abstracta se aduenaba de mi,
senta ablar bajito para no molestar,
y era como un mal de Africa, mal de Africa.
Con las sillas sentados en la calle,
pantaln corto y camiseta por el calor que haca.
En la ventana tras la reja mi padre si peinaba,
el olor de brillantina se apoderaba de mi.
El placer de sentirse juntos para criticar,
y era como un mal de Africa, mal de Africa.
En la ventana tras la reja mi padre si peinaba,
el olor de brillantina se apoderaba de mi.
El placer de sentirse juntos para criticar,
y era como un mal de Africa, mal de Africa.

Meccanica (translation)

Already eaten, he was going to rest
rocked by the mosquito nets and by the noise in the kitchen,
through the half-open windows, reflections on the wall,
and some abstract thing took possession of me,
I feel like speaking softly so as not to disturb,
and it was like a sickness from Africa, sickness from Africa.
With the chairs sitting on the street,
shorts and a t-shirt because of how hot it was.
In the window behind the fence my father did comb,
the smell of glitter washed over me.
The pleasure of sitting together to criticize,
and it was like a sickness from Africa, sickness from Africa.
In the window behind the fence my father did comb,
the smell of glitter washed over me.
The pleasure of sitting together to criticize,
and it was like a sickness from Africa, sickness from Africa.