MY CITY

Published August 14, 2011 by Tony

LA MIA CITTA’

LA MIA CITTA

Here’s a possible translation of the lyrics:

MY CITY

Weary, resigned, innocent, possessed
Naked, shamed, betrayed, condemned
But it is my city
Dirty, poisoned, uncivilized, inflamed
Always crowded, devout, mutinous
But it is my city
And the night will never go
Beautiful, flashy, envied, invasive
Vulgar, indecent, violent, incandescent
But it is my city
Sweet, unconscious, treacherous, insolent
Bitter, haunting, miraculously, irreverent
But it is my city
And tomorrow who knows, you’ll see that it’ll change, maybe it’s true
But nothing will ever change if I am the only one to believe in it

Alone, abandoned, invisible, spied
Fair, despised, wild, uncontrolled
But it is my city
Cultured, refined, attacked, scorned
Suit, light-hearted, superstitious, ruthless
But it is my city
And tomorrow who knows, you’ll see that it’ll change, maybe it’s true
But nothing will ever change if I am the only one to believe in it

Ancient, antiquated, mysterious, unexplored
Fragile, spices, besieged, handcuffed
But it is my city

This is the lyrics of the last song of the Neapolitan songwriter Edoardo Bennato. A song dedicated to Naples (click on the video to listen to the song).

EDOARDO BENNATO

LA MIA CITTA – E. Bennato –

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To know more about him you can read this article on wikipedia. Edoardo wrote many songs but some really are masterpeices and I love a lot  “Il gatto e la Volpe” and “L’sola che non c’è”, and just for you I translated this last one, while you can listen to the song here

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The Neverland

Second star to the right
this is the way,
and then straight on till morning
then the road you will find by yourself,
it leads to Never Land.

Perhaps this will seem strange
but the reason loses control of the situation.
And now you’re almost convinced that
it cannot exist an island that there isn’t.

And to think, what a madness,
is a fable, it is just fantasy
and who is wise, who is mature knows it:
it cannot exist in the reality!

I agree with you,
doesn’t exist a land
where there are not saints or heroes
and if there are no thieves,
and if there is never the war,
 perhaps it justr is the island that there isn’t
… that there is not.

It is not an invention
and even a pun 
If you believe in me it is sufficient 
then you find the road by yourself.

I agree with you,
no thieves and policemen,
but, what kind of island is it?
No hatred and violence,
either soldiers or weapons,
Perhaps it just is the island that there isn’t
… that ther isn’t.

Second star to the right
this is the way,
and then straight on till morning
you can not miss it
that is the island that there isn’t!
And you get teased
if you go on to look for it,
but do not give up, because
who has already given up
and  laugh behind
maybe it’s even crazier than you!

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