Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Caro babbo, artist - Marco Masini. Album song Caro babbo, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.05.2008
Record label: Joe & Joe, Pirames International
Song language: Italian
Caro babbo(original) |
Mi sembravi alto altissimo quando ero piccolino |
Eri il mio gigante buono che giocava a nascondino |
Mi batteva forte il cuore mentre stavo ad aspettare |
Felice di nascondermi ma anche di farmi trovare |
Ti sentivo forte e a volte mi facevi un po' paura |
Ma eri il mio cavallo docile e il tappeto la pianura |
E scendevo e camminavo nelle tue scarpe pesanti |
Fra colline di poltrone coi miei passi da gigante |
Era dolce era dolcissimo |
Lo ricordo e te lo dico |
Eri il mio più grande eroe |
Eri il primo vero amico |
Sei però rimpicciolito i primi anni della scuola |
Tornavi tardi a casa e la mamma sempre sola |
Mi svegliavo d’improvviso e ti sentivo ancora urlare |
Eri sempre più nervoso e non mi stavi ad ascoltare |
Altre volte mi picchiavi e le tue parole dure |
Spalancavano soltanto una vita di paure |
Eri assente e irraggiungibile |
Io ti odiavo e te lo dico |
Eri in sogno l’uomo nero |
Eri a un tratto il mio nemico |
E ho portato come un lutto il tuo sangue nelle vene |
Ma il mio cuore per dispetto ti voleva ancora bene |
E ora babbo te lo scrivo come quando ero bambino |
Come quando per trovarci giocavamo a nascondino |
E ora è freddo anzi freddissimo |
Piango mentre te lo dico |
Cosa aspetti ad arrivare |
Babbo se mi sei amico |
Era dolce era dolcissimo |
L’ho capito e te lo scrivo |
Quante volte io dovrò morire |
Per sentirmi ancora vivo? |
(translation) |
You seemed very tall to me when I was little |
You were my gentle giant playing hide and seek |
My heart was pounding as I waited |
Happy to hide but also to be found |
I felt you strong and at times you scared me a little |
But you were my docile horse and the carpet the plain |
And I got out and walked in your heavy shoes |
Between hills of armchairs with my giant steps |
It was sweet it was very sweet |
I remember it and I tell you |
You were my greatest hero |
You were the first true friend |
However, you have shrunk the first years of school |
You came home late and your mother was always alone |
I woke up suddenly and I could still hear you scream |
You were getting more and more nervous and you weren't listening to me |
Other times you beat me and your harsh words |
They only opened up a life of fear |
You were absent and unreachable |
I hated you and I tell you |
You were the black man in a dream |
You were suddenly my enemy |
And I carried your blood in my veins like mourning |
But my heart still loved you out of spite |
And now father I write it to you as when I was a child |
Like when we used to play hide and seek to find each other |
And now it is cold indeed very cold |
I cry as I tell you |
What are you waiting for? |
Santa if you are my friend |
It was sweet it was very sweet |
I understood it and I am writing it to you |
How many times will I have to die |
To still feel alive? |