Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blasco, artist - Vasco Rossi.
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Song language: Italian
Blasco(original) |
La combriccola del Blasco |
si fermata dentro un bosco |
che nessuno aveva voglia di abitare. |
Fu cos che per dispetto |
che qualcuno da sul tetto |
tutto a un tratto, da sul tetto si mise a urlare: |
Guardate l’animale |
guardate l’animale! |
La combriccola del Blasco |
era poco pi di un pugno |
ma se si stringeva colpiva molto duro. |
Fu cos che per non fare |
per non fare troppo male |
lasci il bosco per un posto pi sicuro, |
magari un po’pi buio |
ma molto pi sicuro, |
magari un po’pi buio |
ma molto pi sicuro. |
La combriccola del Blasco |
era tutta gente a posto |
ma qualcuno continuava a dirne male. |
Si diceva che quel Blasco |
fosse stato prima un rospo |
tramutato non so come, e anche male, |
in uno strano animale |
con delle voglie strane, |
in uno strano animale |
con delle voglie strane, |
La combriccola del Blasco |
arrivati a questo punto |
spar dentro un buco profondo come il mare |
per vedere se quel tale |
arrivava fin l in fondo |
a rischiare per lui stesso di affogare |
magari in mezzo al mare |
per prender l’animale. |
Vieni gi in fondo al mare |
a prender l’animale! |
(translation) |
The gang of Blasco |
stopped in a wood |
that no one wanted to live. |
It was so out of spite |
that someone from on the roof |
all of a sudden, from on the roof he started screaming: |
Look at the animal |
look at the animal! |
The gang of Blasco |
it was little more than a handful |
but if he squeezed he hit very hard. |
That was how not to do |
not to hurt too much |
you leave the woods for a safer place, |
maybe a little darker |
but much safer, |
maybe a little darker |
but much safer. |
The gang of Blasco |
they were all good people |
but someone kept saying bad things. |
It was said that that Blasco |
had been a toad before |
changed I don't know how, and even badly, |
in a strange animal |
with strange cravings, |
in a strange animal |
with strange cravings, |
The gang of Blasco |
arrived at this point |
shot into a hole as deep as the sea |
to see if that guy |
it went all the way |
to risk drowning for himself |
maybe in the middle of the sea |
to take the animal. |
Come down to the bottom of the sea |
to get the animal! |