Translation of the song lyrics Ahmed L'Ambulante - Modena City Ramblers

Ahmed L'Ambulante - Modena City Ramblers
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ahmed L'Ambulante , by -Modena City Ramblers
Song from the album: Raccolti
In the genre:Фолк-рок
Release date:31.12.1997
Song language:Italian
Record label:Universal Music Italia

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Ahmed L'Ambulante (original)Ahmed L'Ambulante (translation)
Quaranta notti al gelo Forty nights in the cold
sotto un portico deserto under a deserted porch
ho venduto orologi alle stelle I sold watches through the roof
Ashiwa dea della notte Ashiwa goddess of the night
vieni a coprirmi d’oro come and cover me with gold
ho braccialetti finti I have fake bracelets
ed un anello per ogni mano and a ring for each hand
ma nessuna moglie but no wife
La quarantunesima notte The forty-first night
vennero a cercarmi they came for me
pestaron gli orologi come conchiglie they crushed the clocks like shells
Ashiwa dea della notte Ashiwa goddess of the night
fammi tornare a casa let me go home
avr?avr?
una valigia a suitcase
piena di dolci e di cravatte full of sweets and ties
e rivedr?and see again?
il mio villaggio my village
Cos?What?
per divertirsi o forse to have fun or maybe
perch?why?
risposi male I answered badly
mi spaccarono la testa con un bastone they broke my head with a stick
Ashiwa dea della notte Ashiwa goddess of the night
lei venne a liberarmi she came to free me
le mie tempie my temples
lei baci?do you kiss?
ed io guarii and I healed
e loro no, non la videro and they no, they didn't see it
Quaranta notti al gelo Forty nights in the cold
sotto un portico deserto under a deserted porch
ho venduto orologi alle stelle I sold watches through the roof
Ashiwa dea della notte Ashiwa goddess of the night
vieni a coprirmi d’oro come and cover me with gold
ho braccialetti finti I have fake bracelets
ed un anello per ogni mano and a ring for each hand
ma nessuna moglie but no wife
Non sono morto al freddo I didn't die in the cold
delle vostre citt? of your cities?
ma su una grande pila d’ebano but on a large pile of ebony
e la mia gente ha cantato e ballato and my people sang and danced
per quaranta nottifor forty nights
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