2024.10.02.
Ärger, der am Herzen frißt
Ärger, der am Herzen frißt,
Wird's nur ärger machen.
Was nicht wegzuschelten ist,
Such es wegzulachen.
Caparezza - dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
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The choice
When I grow up, I'll play the Pastoral 1Now I'm curved over the piano like a pastoral staff 2
My father is in a bad mood, he wants me to be a prodigy
But I'm just a child and he's disappointed
Father, drop the bottle, you're ruining yourself
You're stern when I do an apprenticeship
I'm Romantic, but for you
I'm just a bunch of florins 3
I'm Ludwig, cult, myth
Women avoid me like I had typhus fever
Too much stress, when I was thirty years old I became deaf
You're talking, but you look to me like a fucking mime
If we look at it from this angle, my life has sense
If we look at it from this piano 4
I'll take the stool instead of the rope 5
I'll sing the Ode to joy 6
Because I see the abyss, but I'm gliding over it
I write thousands of letters, I'm making a noise
I struggle against silence, but I'm gonna make it
I'll keep my music, I'll let go of love
I'll be immortal, my lover won't
And I'm happy with the choice I've made
Not one remorse, not one regret
Yes, I'm happy, what a great finding
You only need to make a choice
Pathetic, heroic...7
This is my life, don't forget it...
My name is Marco, I feel freezing cold under the spotlight
I'd like to stay outside of this, but the world wants me to go on tour
I got into the charts because fame is blind 8
So blind that after all it's not even my business anymore
It's a good job, I've been making money for a long time
It's worth like a Golden Record inside a coffin
I want to look at my son, times passes by and I realise
That I'm looking at a page like a baking paper
Hey, I'm Marco, new Romantic
Under the stage I disappear, puff, like talcum powder
What a disaster, they're burning my contract
'cause my sound is too dark, too subtle
I'm ready for a quick retreat
My family is more important than a series of notes
And they talk, talk, while I
I'm fixing my life with my faint voice 9
And I'm not leaving any letter, no noise
I love my silence, you don't know how much
Thanks for the applause, but I've chosen love
This is my life, don't forget it
And I'm happy with the choice I've made
Not one remorse, not one regret
Yes, I'm happy, what a great finding
You only need to make a choice
Pathetic, heroic...
This is my life, don't forget it...
Going on with the chords or game over
Looking at the world sober or in hangover
I say to myself 'play your trump card!', but to go where?
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