Amedeo Minghi "Vicere" lyrics

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Vicere

Puozze ittà ‘o sanghe, Vicerè‘cca’o viche è scuree ‘na cape ‘ e morte riciulea‘ngoppe a lli grare.‘I ‘ te tuzzasse dint’ o murecape e corne,te cecasse ‘ll’uocchiementre ‘n ciele schiare journe senza ‘e te

Puozze ittà o sanghe, ohi VicerèPuozze ittà ‘o sanghe, Ohi VIcerè!(coro Ohi Vicerè)

Chiamasse ‘na guaglionacavere ‘indo’o suonne,le ricesse vienela a bberè, ‘a Palummella.Arrevutasse ‘o vasceca suspire e rorme,pupo chiuse, e nireche se ‘nzerra pe’ lo scuorne ‘e cumparè…

‘A Palummella, ohi Vicerè‘A Palummella, ohi Vicerè.(coro Ohi VIcerè)

‘ E vvoce murmuleanee ‘ll’uocchie ca se scetaneschiocchie a sciocchie sciurenetutt’a raggia ‘ e vivere

‘Sta luce ‘ sole e ‘sta ‘ncazzosa scumma ‘e mareiammela a scuntare che la luce, si tu ‘a vuò, s’haddà aiutà

Ohi Palummella arapeleOhi Palummella arapele(Ohi Palumme’)

Ohi Palummella scetate,‘sti scelle chiare arapele,‘stuocchie russe ‘grifalee ‘stu ciele appiccialo

Tu sì‘o tiempe ca rummane,‘o tiempe ‘ e rirere,comme a ‘sti scelle e core sbatteneallora ‘o cielo è ‘inpiette’a mmè, à mmè.

E’ ghiuorne chine, Vicerè, ‘stu sole accire.L’erba secca ‘e morte comm’a teA Palummella.

‘O core, ‘a vote, nunn’è ‘o core sulamente,vire che te fa, te vò fa sempe, chistu core,‘ntussecà.Ti’ a ‘ntussecà Ohi VicerèSi ce vuo’ fà arrecriàArrecrià.

Viceroy

May you throw your blood, ViceroyHere, the alley is darkAnd a decapitated head rollson the stairs.I would let you hit the wallwith your head and horns,I would blind your eyeswhile in the sky brightens the day, without you.

May you throw your blood, ohi ViceroyMay you throw your blood, ohi Viceroy!(Ohi Viceroy...)

I would call a girlWarm in sleep,And I'll tell him come and see the Little Dove.I would turn the village upside-down( the village) that sighs and sleeps,Sad village, closed and black,Which is hiding for the shame of appearing.

The Little Dove, ohi Viceroy,The Little Dove, ohi Viceroy.( Ohi Viceroy...)

The voices murmuringAnd the eyes that open,Flat, flat they open( They see ) The whole anger of living.

Even sunlight is angry, as the raging sea foam.Strength, let's face it, that if you want to see the light,you have to help her.

Oh, Little Dove open them,Oh, Little Dove open them,( Oh Little Dove )

Oh, Little Dove wake up,Open these clear wings.These red eyes fill with angerAnd this sky, turn it on.

You ,areThe time remaining,The time to laugh.Like these wings, and heart, beatAnd then the sky is in my chest, in me.

It is day, forward, Viceroy, and this sun burnsAnd kill the dried and dead grass as you are!A Little Dove.

The heart , it is not always and only good,And see what it can do, it want always to make you,this heart, always wants to poison you.May you poison yourself! Ohi Viceroy,if you want to make us enjoy,make us be happy.

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