Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anatroccolo sposato, artist - Gigi D'Alessio. Album song Cient'anne, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 03.08.2012
Record label: Zeus
Song language: Italian
Anatroccolo sposato(original) |
Sembrava una ragazza fusa, |
le coprivano anche il naso quegli occhiali |
senza et?. |
Per qualche brufolo sul viso rimaneva |
chiusa in casa con la sua malinconia, |
che le faceva compagnia, |
ed io la odiavo. |
Vestita da buttare via, |
dava quella nostalgia di una vecchia ferrovia, |
sembrava fatta con la cera |
della luna qualche sera era l’altra sua met?, |
caduta sopra la citt?, ed io la odiavo. |
Lo sguardo nero di un guerriero |
50 chili di mistero mi portava sfiga, |
come un gatto nero, come un miracolo annunciato |
quell’anatroccolo e' cambiato ed io se avevo il tempo di pensare |
che nell’odio c’era amore, |
ero 'o primm' a ma vas? |
forse gli occhiali |
quei suoi vestiti, so stete a me 'mbrugli? |
si travestiva fino al cuore, |
quella strega dell’amore, me facette annammur? |
vorrei gridare per non morire, |
ce un’altro al posto mio. |
La storia che t’ho raccontato |
? |
un ricordo del passato che divido insieme a te. |
Da quando lei si? |
innamorata, |
ho perduto un grande amico ma non l’hai capito mai |
solo stasera scoprirai, |
che io l' amavo. |
Sar? |
un vigliacco per amore, facevo finta di pensare, |
che portava sfiga come un gatto nero, |
dell'"anotroccolo sposato"io sono ancora innamorato |
ADDIO |
se avevo il tempo di pensare |
che nell’odio c’era amore, |
ero 'o primm' a ma vas? |
forse gli occhiali |
quei suoi vestiti, so stete a me 'mbrugli? |
si travestiva fino al cuore, |
quella strega dell’amore, me facette annammur? |
vorrei gridare per non morire, |
ce un’altro al posto mio |
(translation) |
She looked like a melted girl, |
she also covered her nose with those glasses |
without age. |
For a few pimples on her face remained |
closed in the house with her melancholy, |
who kept her company, |
and I hated her. |
Dressed to throw away, |
she gave that nostalgia of an old railway, |
she looked like she was made of wax |
some evening was the other half of the moon ?, |
fell over the city, and I hated it. |
The black gaze of a warrior |
50 kilos of mystery brought me bad luck, |
like a black cat, like an announced miracle |
that duckling has changed and I had time to think |
that in hatred there was love, |
I was 'o primm' a ma vas? |
maybe the glasses |
those clothes of hers, do you know me 'mbrugli? |
she disguised herself to her heart, |
that witch of love, me facette annammur? |
I would like to scream so as not to die, |
there's another in my place. |
The story I told you |
? |
a memory of the past that I share with you. |
Since when did she? |
fallen in love, |
I lost a great friend but you never understood him |
only tonight you will discover, |
that I loved her. |
Sar? |
a coward for love, I pretended to think, |
that she wore bad luck like a black cat, |
I am still in love with the "married duckling" |
GOODBYE |
if I had time to think |
that in hatred there was love, |
I was 'o primm' a ma vas? |
maybe the glasses |
of her those clothes of hers, do you know me 'mbrugli? |
she disguised herself to her heart, |
that witch of love, me facette annammur? |
I would like to scream so as not to die, |
there's another in my place |