Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paradise, artist - Zen Meditate.
Date of issue: 26.01.2022
Song language: Italian
Paradise(original) |
Son morti e dai vermi ricoperti |
Son morti e dai vermi ricoperti |
Son morti e dai vermi ricoperti |
It’s paradise |
Son morti i furbi e gli stronzi |
Son morti i buoni ed i colti |
Son morti ormai tutti quanti |
It’s paradise |
C’era un bambino al camposanto |
Che chiede ai genitori, stanco |
Dov'è che li hanno seppelliti quelli cattivi |
Leggendo tutti gli epitaffi |
Sembravan tutti dei santi |
Ma lui, al mondo da poco, aveva capito tutto |
Che son morti i furbi e gli stronzi |
Che son morti i buoni ed i colti |
Che son morti ormai tutti quanti |
It’s paradise |
Son morti e dai vermi ricoperti |
Son morti e dai vermi ricoperti |
Son morti e dai vermi ricoperti |
It’s paradise |
Il bambino, tornando da scuola |
Si chiede com'è che funziona |
Questa morte, che hanno paura tutti i grandi |
A farne le conseguenze |
Della scoperta eccitante |
Sarà un grillo che canta |
Ora non canta più |
Son morte le bestie e le piante |
Son morte le bestie e le piante |
Son morte ormai tutte quante |
It’s paradise |
Son morte e da macchine schiacciate |
Son morte e dagli uomini mangiate |
Son morte, dal freddo ricoperte |
It’s paradise |
(translation) |
They are dead and covered with worms |
They are dead and covered with worms |
They are dead and covered with worms |
It's paradise |
The crafty ones and the assholes are dead |
The good and the educated are dead |
They are all dead now |
It's paradise |
There was a child in the cemetery |
Asking parents, tired |
Where did the bad ones buried them? |
Reading all the epitaphs |
They all looked like saints |
But he, in the world recently, had understood everything |
That the crafty ones and the assholes are dead |
That the good and the educated are dead |
Who are all dead now |
It's paradise |
They are dead and covered with worms |
They are dead and covered with worms |
They are dead and covered with worms |
It's paradise |
The child returning from school |
He wonders how it works |
This death, which all the great are afraid of |
To make the consequences |
Of the exciting discovery |
It will be a cricket that sings |
Now he doesn't sing anymore |
The beasts and the plants are dead |
The beasts and the plants are dead |
They are all dead now |
It's paradise |
They are dead and crushed by machines |
They are dead and eaten by men |
They are dead, covered with cold |
It's paradise |