Maria Luisa Congiu "M.P.S." lyrics

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M.P.S.

Nottes de anneu e dies chi l’ischit solu Deus,pastore, ses in Sardigna prima de b’aer nuraghes.Onore as in te, in s’animu riccu prus de re,ma su latte tou no lu ‘endasa pretziu de s’abba issoro bullutzada

Che pastore sardu, umile inoghe soma che a Giuda no mi ‘endo, custu no!Latte, casu, petta e lana den battiredae Cina o Romania pro istarviaresu ‘inare chi sas busciacas issoro det prenare…

No lu permitto!

Mere fisti, a gai teracu tue non torres maiDe su sambene tou, de su suore toufaghen corrias largas in palas anzenas

Che pastore sardu, umile inoghe soma che a Giuda no mi ‘endo, custu no!Latte, casu, petta e lana den battiredae Cina o Romania pro istarviaresu ‘inare chi sas busciacas issoro det prenare…

No lu permitto!

Su Movimentu ‘e sos Pastores Sardosa Calaris e Roma in paghe est andadu,benit che cane dae creja catzaduca pedit diritos a chie at miliardos.S’esempiu at dadu, como tot’umparea manu tenta cun issoscantamus torra “Procurade ‘e moderare!”

Che pastore sardu, umile inoghe soma a s’istranzu no mi ‘endo, custu no!Latte, casu, petta e lana den battiredae Cina o Romania pro istarviaresu ‘inare chi sas busciacas issoro det prenare…

No lu permittas!

M.P.S.

Troubled nights and days that only God knows,shepherd, you were in Sardinia before the nuraghes.1You have honour in you, in your soul richer than a king,but don’t sell your milkat the price of their turbid water.

Like a Sardinian shepherd I am here, humble,but I won’t sell out myself like Judas, no way!They want to bring milk, cheese, meat and woolfrom China or Romania to savethe money to fill their pockets…

I don't allow!

You were a master, never reduce yourself to a slave,of your blood, of your sweatthey want to take advantage for themselves. 2

Like a Sardinian shepherd I am here, humble,but I won’t sell out myself like Judas, no way!They want to bring milk, cheese, meat and woolfrom China or Romania to savethe money to fill their pockets…

I don't allow!

The Movement of Sardinian Shepherdswent in peace to Cagliari and to Romeand was chased away like dogs from a churchbecause they demand rights to those who have billions. 3They set the example,now let’s sing again togetherholding their hands «Procurade ‘e moderare!»4

Like a Sardinian shepherd I am here, humble,but I won’t sell out myself to foreigners, no way!They want to bring milk, cheese, meat and woolfrom China or Romania to savethe money to fill their pockets…

Don’t allow them!

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