| The MITE Once upon a time,long long time ago,A place where the life was beginning From the course of a ethernal river,That was making everyone more healty!They call it ROMA, was a success, The roman population was happy,�cause, everyone that was visiting her,was than attempting to imitate itNow they say :�MILAN is a big thing!!��TURIN, yes, that is wonderful��I look at them, and than think into me:�ROMA PERO� IS ALWAYS ANOTHER THINK!!� Wherever you on the world will gone, Even a sind of ROMA, you will found,Well knowing that from ADAM time,Is always that, in the world THE TOWN!ROMA!!!" |
| ER MITO C�era na vorta, tanto tempo fa�nposto �ndo la vita �ncominciava,dar corso de quer fiume sempiterno,da quer rivo, che sempre te faceva sent� vivo,Je misero nome ROMA, e f� �n portento,er popolo romano era contento,perch� chiunque venisse a rimirallo,faceva poi de tutto pe imitallo!!M� dicheno:�MILAN LE UNA GRAN COSSA!��TUREN SE, CHE LE MARAVILLIOOSA!�IO me li guardo, poi penzo n� cosa:�ROMA PERO� E� TUTTA NANTRA COSA!!�Dovunque tu per monno girerai,sempre �n segno de ROMA troverai,sapenno bbbene, che da Adamo in poi,� sempre questa, ar monno, �LA CITTA!�ROMA!!" (Mario 20/8/01) |
| L�ALBA PASSATA LA NOTTATA, SPUNTA ER SOLE, Vi� FORI DA LI MONTI SONNOLENTI, SPLENNE NER CIELO E FA� SVEJA LE GGNTI N�ATTIMO PRIMA DE TUTTO STO� CASINO, CE STA� �NGRAN SILENZIO, POI �N REFOLO DE VENTO, E L�ARBA ARIVA E� �N GRAN PORTENTO! L�ARBERI FANNO FRICCICA� LE FRONNE, ER CIELO CACCIA ER BUIO E JARISPONNE, POI METTE SU LA STRADA GENTE A FROTTE! FOSSE PE ME NUN LO FAREI FINI, MA STO MOMENTO, SAI, POI VA� A MORI! MO� VADO TRA LA FROTTA PURO IO, PERCHE� COMUNQUE QUESTO E� PURO ER GIORNO MIO!! |
| THE DAWN PASSED THE NIGHT, BORN THE SUN, HE COME OUT FROM THE SLEEPY HILLS SHINE ON THE SKY, AND GET AWAKE THE PERSONS A MOMENT BEFORE OF THAT BIG CAOS, WAS A HIG SILENCE, A LITTLE BREEZE OF WINd IS THE DOWN THAT COME, A BIG WONDER THE TREES LET MOUVING THE LEAVES, THE SKY SEND AWAY THE DARK, AND ANSWERE TO THEM, THAN PUT ON THE ROADS LOT OF PERSONS, IF WAS FOR ME, I WILL NEVER END THIS MOMENT, BUT THIS GOES TIO DIE QUICKLY NOW I ALSO WANT TO OUT IN BETWEEN THE PERSONS, �CAUSE , ANYWAY, THIS IS ALSO MY DAY!! |
| A gelosia! |
| The Jalousy! |
| A gelosia � n� strana fobbia, e p� ddivent� come na malattia! A gelosia viene su dar core, insieme ar sentimento dell'amore! A gelosia te se porta via, e te f� senti er core in affanno, come si fosse p� n� corsa, mamma mia! Sar� che tu nun me conosci, anima mia, per� nun s� si te porter� danno, avecce er core cos� martrattato, quanno sarebbe mejo esse curato! A gelosia, che brutta malattia, prima che viene rimannata via, p� f� pi� danni de na carestia, viene e te prenne dritto er core, e te f� dimentic� cos'� l'amore! Io a te te vojo bene tanto, e nun me piace sent� che hai pianto, ma tu, amore mio, stella, pe l'occhi mia sei sempre la pi� bella! L'amichi mia s� come dei fratelli, co cui ho passato tanti giorni belli, per� � c� te che mo vojo cresce, e ce scommetto che poi ciariesce! Te vojo bene, gelosona mia, a donna pi� dolcissima che sia! Te vojo bene, forse tu nun lo sai, puro pe er geloso che me dai!! |
| The jalousy it's a strange illness, and can become like a crazyness! The jalousy come up from the heard, togheter with the feeling of love! The jalousy bring you away so far,, and let your heard feel heavy, like after a running fast, my God! It can be you d'ont know me well, my love, and I d'ont know if it will give you damage, to have your heard so attached, when will be better to be cured! The jalousy, what bad illness, before she can be send away, it can make more damages of a caresty, come and take right into your heard, and let you forgot the meaning of love! I love you very much, and I feel not good to know you cryied, for my eyes you are always the more nice! All my friends are all like good brothers, wich who I have lived lot of nice days, but is with you that I want to grow, and I can bet on that one day I will do it! I love you, sweet jalous if me, the sweetest woman of the world! I love you, probably you d'ont real�ize it, also for the jalousy you give me! |
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