Translation of the song lyrics Argentina - Paolo Conte

Argentina (original)

È tutto grande in Argentina, malinconia
Ne abbiam frustate scarpe a Buenos Aires
Il cielo riservato agli emigranti
È bianco e sembra
Sempre di mattina
Ma è meglio non pensarci più
Che poi arriva il pomeriggio
Le luci gialle
Che tutti fan baccano
Giù ne porto
E i bastimenti gridano
— Partiamo-
Davanti a un mare enorme americano
Che sciacqua un sogno
Vecchio ormai
Argentina, Argentina, Argentina
Suona una banda in Argentina, sotto la luna
La prima notte mi ricordo ancora
Una donna india con la faccia bruna
Ci guarda e te lo giuro
Mai nessuna
Fu tanto amata come lei
Amata dai nostri occhi stanchi
E dal silenzio con cui fu riverita
Oh, strani amanti
Che avevi lì davanti
Arrampicati in cima
A un’avventura o a un’Argentina
Ma è meglio
Non pensarci più
Argentina, Argentina, Argentina

(translation)

Everything is great in Argentina, melancholy
We whipped their shoes in Buenos Aires
The sky reserved for emigrants
It is white and it looks like
Always in the morning
But it is better not to think about it anymore
Then comes the afternoon
The yellow lights
That everyone is making a noise
I bring some down
And the ships scream
- Let's go-
In front of a huge American sea
That rinses a dream
Old now
Argentina, Argentina, Argentina
He plays a band in Argentina, under the moon
The first night I still remember
An Indian woman with a brown face
She looks at us and I swear to you
Never any
She was as loved as she was
Loved by our tired eyes
And by the silence with which she was revered
Oh, strange lovers
That you had there in front of you
Climb to the top
To an adventure or to an Argentina
But it is better
Don't think about it anymore
Argentina, Argentina, Argentina