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A Song for the Fallen of Reggio Emilia

You comrade and citizen, you brother partisan,
let's hold all by the hand in these saddest days:
again in Reggio Emilia, again down there in Sicily
some comrades have fallen by the hand of the fascists.
 
And again like in the past,
days all Italy is swept
by raging winds
and the storm is blowing.
 
Ovidio Franchi died at the age of nineteen
for those who feel tired or are prey to doubt.
Lauro Farioli died so to remedy your fault
if you've already forgotten Duccio Galimberti.
 
They all died about twenty,
they died for our future,
they all died like old partisans.
 
Marino Serri died, so did Afro Tondelli,
but all our brothers have kept their eyes dry.
Comrades, never forget
that this bitter blood
shed in Reggio Emilia
is our own blood.
 
Blood of our own blood,
nerves of our own nerves,
just like the blood of the Cervi brothers.
 
The only true friend staying beside us now
is always the same who was with us on the mountains,
and the enemy is always and will always be the same
as that we fought against on the mountains and in Spain
 
And it's the same song
that we have to sing:
we got worn shoes, and yet we've to go on.
 
Comrade Ovidio Franchi,
comrade Afro Tondelli,
and you, Marino Serri, Reverberi and Farioli,
from now on, we'll act as if you were beside us,
by our side forever, so not to feel alone.
 
Fallen of Reggio Emilia, get out from your grave,
get out and sing with us Bandiera Rossa,
get out and sing with us Bandiera Rossa!
 

This one tango

This one tango sounds always
And my torment never ceases
And I know well that I can’t make it stop
Because it is deep in my heart
 
This one tango sounds always
And always I hear it loud and clear
Whether I’m far or near
When I don’t want to hear
Because it talks about us
 
You know that
I’m thinking of you
I’m seeing you
Again - you hear this tango,
The tango I was dancing -
Was dancing happily with you
 
Every time that I’m hearing it
I am thinking back to our love, dear
 
And now you are no longer here
I know that you will not return
But this one tango makes me yearn
To be with you
 
I know that you too
Are hearing this one tango
You can’t forget the days, dear
You have spent together with me
 

Will never end

I have given to my lover a little cherry that did not have a pit inside
I have given to my lover a little chicken that did not have bones
I have given to my lover a little baby that would never cry
I have given to my lover a little story that would never end
But how can there be a little cherry that does not have a pit inside
But how can there be a little chicken that does not have bones
But how can there be a little baby who would never cry
And who ever listened to a story that would never end
But when a cherry is in bloom, it does not have a pit inside
A little chick when being born does not have any bones,
And a little baby would not cry when being asleep
And the story of my love will never never never end
And the story of my love will never never never end
And the story of my love will never never never end
And the story of my love will never never never end
And the story of my love will never never never end
 

Tonight at the Luna Park

A melancholic accordion.
That seems to cry and weep with me
The tired rides already made to stop
And fall asleep so it seems
 
A bandwagon abandoned
Looks hiding in its silence
And I am waiting for a man.
Who I don’t love...
 
He’ll come, he’ll come.
Tonight to the Luna Park
He’ll come to me
And I will hear footsteps
The footsteps that are seeking me.
While lights around are dying off
 
He’ll come, he’ll come
and then will give a kiss
But he’ll not know
What other man won’t miss
 
Another man who wants to live
Right in the midst of clear skies.
I also want a love that’s sincere
Discover the life in all his kisses
And then, go and meet the sun
I will leave what has been in my past
Far, far behind
 
La la la...
 
Another man who wants to live
Right in the midst of clear skies.
I also want a love that’s sincere
Discover the life in all his kisses
And then, go and meet the sun
I will leave what has been in my past
Far, far behind
 

Mother Sea

Versions: #1
Param param param, I am turning around, I am dancing
at the winter's sand with the seaweeds
The sick sea I'm healing
and I'm making earrings with the stars
 
param param param is waiting
at time's open sea the ship
my life is begging for an anchor
to grasp her love's depth
 
Sea mother you, my salt taste
light blue fate
as a gold safety pin in the shoulder I took the sun
Sea memory, my black silver
take my heart and make it an island
of wild wind
 
Sea mother you, my salt taste
light blue fate
as a gold safety pin in the shoulder I took the sun
Sea memory, my black silver
take my heart and make it an island
of wild wind
 
param param param like a fairytale
the full moon is a shipwreck in the clouds,
Νeptune's iron body,
which stone museum locks you up
 
Sea mother you, my salt taste
light blue fate
as a gold safety pin in the shoulder I took the sun
Sea memory, my black silver
take my heart and make it an island
of wild wind.
 

Mum

How it hurts now
My love, how it hurts
All's different now
How different it is now
what's my name now
My love, what's my name
and I carry my pain
as if it was a dog
What's biting?
Shouts loud inside
That perhaps I never understood anything
I thought it was going well
and your glass was half empty
 
Mum, how it hurts now
mum, how it hurts now
Without you
 
Who's gonna protect me now
under this silence's rain
Where am I gonna search you now
In this cemented sea
and I try going out
Dressing up, getting angry at least with the government
Reading the newspaper, brushing myself
Pointing the alarm every day
I walk alone like a dog
and thank God it's not Xmas
But, where are you, and where am I
Your hands, where are your Hands
 
Mum, how it hurts now
Mum, how it hurts now
Mum, how it hurts now
Mum, how it hurts now
Without you...
 

Shouldn't I have expected it?

Shouldn't I have expected it?
Ever since the party where you were laughing
And paying me compliments?
While at the same time she had no idea
And was making her way through various friends
Shouting towards all of them that you were great
That you were loving and faithful
And how much she liked your charm?
While I ways lying down in your arms
And you were telling my many nice things
And you were complaining about her?
 
Shouldn't I have expected it?
The way you're squirming now
Feeling nothing but sympathy
And then, while you're drinking far too much
You're breaking to me in sweet words
That you're not not the man for me
And that my pain will fade
That I'm far too good for you
That you now, how I feel
And that we should stay friends
And that we should write each other once in a while?
 
Shouldn't I have expected
That it would end one day?
Was I really blind enough
To believe that I knew you
And that nobody could separate us?
Have I lost my mind?
Why can't I still believe it
Neither believe it, nor understand it?
It was foreseeable
Which ever way you look at it :
 
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault