Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dice, artist - Franco Califano. Album song Il meglio di, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 14.02.2012
Record label: Nar International
Song language: Italian
Dice(original) |
Dice ringtone on your mobile phone |
Dice vado in giro per cerca lavoro |
ma ce stanno prima loro, |
dice che lo cerco a fa'. |
Dice perche' 'n ce vai te prima de loro |
se davvero vuoi un lavoro prima o poi t’arrivera'. |
Dice io vorrei fa' meglio, |
dice ma si nun me sveglio manco si metto 'na bomba sul como', |
dice come m’alzero'. |
Avro' ho fatto sei chilometri de file, |
mo c’ho scariche le pile e nun so che devo fa'. |
Dice e' sempre piu' lontano lo sportello, |
dice p’arriva e' un macello, mica posso scavarca? |
Dice gia me sento stanco, |
dice vado sempre in bianco, |
quando arrivo e' sempre tutto chiuso da un bel po', |
dice ma n’idea ce l’ho. |
Vai te, a fa la fila al posto mio |
e poi quando me sveglio arrivo io, |
cosi' si ce la famo te daro' |
un po' dello stipendio. |
Dice vado in giro pe cerca' lavoro, |
prima o poi lo trovo spero, un po' prima de invecchia. |
Dice nun e' giusto che io 'n guadagni niente, |
io ce sformo che la gente ogni mese va a busca'. |
Dice me la vedo brutta |
co 'na scarpa e 'na ciavatta |
quanta strada dice ancora posso fa? |
Io me devo riposa'. |
Vorrei la busta paga pure io, |
vorrei la tredicesima pur’io, |
vorrei anda' in pensione pure io, |
senno' moro de fame. |
Dice sto a cerca' lavoro da un bel pezzo, |
dice me so rotto er cazzo de cerca' de lavora' |
cosi' |
scusi… dica… |
(translation) |
Dice ringtone on your mobile phone |
Says I go around looking for work |
but they are there first, |
he says I'm looking for him. |
He says why you go before them |
if you really want a job, sooner or later you will get it. |
He says I would like to do better, |
she says but yes, I'm not awake, I don't even put a bomb on the chest, |
she says how I will get up. |
I'll have done six kilometers of file, |
now my batteries have run out and I don't know what to do. |
She says the counter is farther and farther away, |
he says p'arriva is a slaughterhouse, can't I dig? |
He already says I feel tired, |
he says I always go blank, |
when I arrive everything has always been closed for a long time, |
he says but I have no idea. |
You go, and queue for me |
and then when I wake up I arrive, |
so yes I'll give you |
some of the salary. |
He says I go around looking for a job, |
sooner or later I find it I hope, a little before it gets old. |
He says it's not right for me to earn anything, |
I tell us that people go to busca every month. |
He says I see it ugly |
with a shoe and a ciavatta |
how far does it still say can I go? |
I have to rest. ' |
I would like my paycheck too, |
I would like the thirteenth too, |
I would like to retire too, |
senno 'moro de fame. |
He says I've been looking for a job for a long time, |
he says I'm broken and fucking tries 'de works' |
as' |
sorry ... say ... |