Caparezza - Giotto Beat dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
Giotto Beat
Ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!
We're slow lenses, we need a photokit.
We pass the buck without any prospect :
[Or any perspective, we are as flat as] 8-bit Donkey Kong.
We need an 'acchord': let's call Vladimir Horowitz
Before a bald guy wearing a fez does another blitzkrieg.
Our problem is the falling [share prices], think about it Cassel
We'd need an old song: play it Sam!
Lambretta, Fiat 500, the surf craze:
[Now] we're in 500 people queueing out of the drug counseling.
[Now] we're more resigned, more doubtful, poorer, more anesthetized
Than a patient in recovery room.
[We were] born with the Italian economic boom myth
[And we] died under the BTP/BUND spread.
Do prick up your ears like Legolas, Orlando Bloom
I want the brick dance back,
I turn my back but I...
...I find myself on a brick playing Wii [Fit]
Hot coals barefoot, I must get outta there:
I got knocked down, but I get up [as] Mohammed Alì!
I need a prospect - as in the 60s - and a radio singing 'ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!'
I need a prospect, a new point of view: the eye doctor told me so: Ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!
I need a prospect, [somehwere] in between of who's right and who's wrong: I need a third dimension: 'ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!'
I need a perspective as Giotto's paintings, as who's beaten down during the G8!
Giotto Beat! (Ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!)
Giotto Beat! (Ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!)
We need fliming uptick and stability:
Steadycam.
I want to wake up there,
In Italy just after the IIWW:
Everyone went to the seaside during the weekend,
No smut aired on TV,
Lieutenant Sheridan
Cheers, President Saragat!
You go ahead and hope:
We burn it down to ashes as hemp!
Under the sun wearing a Panama hat.
We'll shot [each other] down but
We'll have a fistful of air in return as in Galaga.
The electoral circus is more like a criminal show,
Now we just have to philosophize like Schopenauer.
And I do not even know who I should get ruled by:
I see circuses but I see no bread: [go and] tell it to Iuvenalis!
This reality is not for me, like a Fabergé
I go on by just dead reckoning, [following the scent] as a sommelier with Cabernet.
I'd like to dance the Ye[ah!] Ye[eah!] spinning aroung the Piper Club
[As the] loading pointer on a Mac!
I need a prospect - as in the 60s - and a radio singing 'ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!'
I need a prospect, a new point of view: the eye doctor told me so: Ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!
I need a prospect, [somehwere] in between of who's right and who's wrong: I need a third dimension: 'ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!'
I need a perspective as Giotto's paintings, as who's beaten down during the G8!
Giotto Beat! (Ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!)
Giotto Beat! (Ye[ah] ye[ah], ye[ah] ye[ah]!)
Tell us which is [the right] prospect[, then]!
I don't know it, guys!
Tell us which is [the right] prospect[, then]!
I whish it was [an] easy [question to answer].
Tell us which is [the right] prospect[, then]!
I'm just a singer!
Tell us which is [the right] prospect[, then]!
I'm just complaining!
Tell us which is [the right] prospect[, then]!
[You shall] not pay the value-added taxes!
Tell us which is [the right] prospect[, then]!
[You shall] accept an undeclared job.
Tell us which is [the right] prospect[, then]!
Forgive me, Pasolini.
Tell us which is [the right] prospect[, then]!
Giotto Beat!
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2024.11.24.
Arcana
Hear me
I want you to hear me
My cries
See me
As I want you to see me
Alive
Life
It feels eternal when you're close to me
A bird without its wings cannot be free
Your spirit feels a cold embrace that slowly fades
Rise
I see a future bright and crystal clear
Be brave, aim higher and don't disappear
Defy the odds
Into eternity and endlessly
Heal me
I want you to heal me
My heart
And in the dark I see you hiding from the light
Your destiny there written in the stars until the end of time
Heal me
I want you to heal me
My heart
See me
As I want you to see me
Alive
Breathe (breathe)
And through the pain and tears we truly feel
You'll find a way through chaos and all fear
No soul denies a symmetry that's meant to be
Fly (fly)
Your wings will catch the wind and set you free
Cast off the weight and dreams will reappear
A king and queen
Ride on eternally forever free
Free me
I long to be free
And in the dark I see you hiding from the light
Your destiny there written in the stars until the end of time
Hear me
I want you to hear me
My cries
See me
As I want you to heal me
To be alive
Step in the light, your heart is fighting for your life
We resonate, a dueled fate lives deep within the grand design
See me
I want you to see me
Hear me
As I want you to hear me
Free me (See)
I want you to free me (It's my time to rise from the debris)
Heal me (Break)
As I want you to heal me (All the chains on me)
See me (Breathe)
I want you to see me (And release the toxic energy)
Hear me (Find)
As I want you to hear me (Your serenity)
Be alive
2024.11.24.
Megcsörrent megint a telefon
Click to see the original lyrics (Portuguese)
Megcsörrent megint a telefon
Felvettem, de nem a szerelmem volt
Biztos még mindig haragszik rám nagyon
Milyen kár - á á á
Milyen kár
Milyen kár - á á á
Milyen kár
Mert csak ő ért meg,
csak ő fogad be engem,
ha fent vagy lent vagyok,
Ő a béke a belső fergetegben
ő a védelmem
ő a tükröződő lelkiállapot.
Milyen kár - á á á
Milyen kár
Milyen kár - á á á
Milyen kár
Mellette jobban magam vagyok
Mellette én egy angyal vagyok
Mellette én gyerek vagyok
Csupa béke, csupa szeretet
és türelem
Megcsörrent megint a telefon...
2024.11.23.
If children would rule the world
I.went for a walk today
Through friendly streets
The friendly streets of my city
Everyone turns to look at me
To look at me curiously
Just one small, playful, friendly child
Small and mischievous
Looked at me with trust
He was singing and laughing as he played
Laughing and playing as I walked away
If children would rule the world
And instead of war, they would order play
Men would have genuine smiles
And every street would be filled with singing
If children would rule the world
And instead of war, they would order play
Men would have genuine smiles
And every street would be filled with singing
Everyone turns to look at me
To look at me curiously
People are ready to judge me when I smile
When I smile, they look at me with malice
Just one small, playful, friendly child
Small and mischievous
Looked at me with trust
He was singing and laughing as he played
Laughing and playing as I walked away
If children would rule the world
And instead of war, they would order play
Men would have genuine smiles
And every street would be filled with singing
If children would rule the world
And instead of war, they would order play
Men would have genuine smiles
And every street would be filled with singing
2024.11.23.
Porncraving
It is known everywhere
The girls of Venus
The girls of Venus are infected by Venereal Diseases
In fact no one goes to the primaries/chief physicians to vote,
Anyone with problems of the urinary tract
But I am the chairman
And I don´t care about nothing
And further
I started again with HIV-love
And I don´t understand why you are upset
you have no reason
If I told you that the result is positive, really
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
All the porn
Now I'm taking this sick word
And spread it to the whole electorate
This is a less invasive method
I will sit down in the armchair of a television talk show
And in a second I'll explain my program to you, so
Now I'm buying the TV, the love, newspapers and the Voodoo guru and I think
That this freedom is a little simple
As news, really
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
All the porn
All the porn
All the porn
And with a sick glow on the face
Saying: 'It's crazy not to carry this cross
Everyone thinks so much of themselves
So let it be, love,
And tell me, what am I to you?
What am I to you?