Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bye, bye Mrs. Jones, artist - Gigliola Cinquetti. Album song Collection: Gigliola Cinquetti [Il treno dell'amore & Gigliola e la Banda], in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 21.11.2011
Record label: Fonit Cetra WMI
Song language: Italian
Bye, bye Mrs. Jones(original) |
L’anitra volava, paludi sognava felici |
Tony le sparò, Tony le sparò |
L’anitra cadeva col cielo di sotto, di sopra no |
E il coniglio arrivò |
Gli occhi grandi guardò |
Lentamente la baciò |
Lui portava il cane, la coda, l’odore di morsi |
Che gli dava lei, dolci come lei |
Questo ricordava dal giorno che un uomo se la portò |
Fu così che scappò |
La cercò, la trovò |
Era un cane labrador |
Bye bye bye bye Mrs. Jones |
Che raccontavi storie d’amore |
Bye bye bye bye Mrs. Jones |
Restar bambini insieme a te |
Si, sognavo con te |
Sognavo… |
Ora il mondo cos'è? |
Ora il mondo… |
Che peccato, Mrs. Jones |
Bye bye bye bye Mrs. Jones |
Che raccontavi storie d’amore |
Bye bye bye bye Mrs. Jones |
Restar bambini insieme a te |
Lui vide un camoscio, piccino, sghimbescio coi denti |
Mamma trascino, mamma trascinò |
Lo portò nel branco poi cadde sul fianco e non si rialzò |
E da lì lo guardò |
«Sarà bello.» |
— sognò |
Dentro me la neve, tanta neve |
Quanta neve… |
(translation) |
The duck flew, swamps dreamed happily |
Tony shot her, Tony shot her |
The duck fell with the sky below, not above |
And the rabbit came |
Big eyes looked up |
He slowly kissed her |
He wore the dog, the tail, the smell of bites |
That she gave him, sweet like her |
This she remembered from the day a man brought her |
So it was that she escaped |
He looked for her, he found her |
He was a Labrador dog |
Bye bye bye bye Mrs. Jones |
Who told love stories |
Bye bye bye bye Mrs. Jones |
Stay children with you |
Yes, I was dreaming with you |
I was dreaming ... |
What is the world now? |
Now the world ... |
What a pity, Mrs. Jones |
Bye bye bye bye Mrs. Jones |
Who told love stories |
Bye bye bye bye Mrs. Jones |
Stay children with you |
He saw a chamois, small, crooked with its teeth |
Mama dragged, mama dragged |
She carried him into the pack then fell onto her side and did not get up |
And from there he looked at him |
"It will be nice." |
- dream |
Snow inside me, lots of snow |
Lot of snow… |