Apres La Classe — Sud est song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Sud est" by Apres La Classe.

Lyrics

Respiro piano verso quel sole narrando al vento le mie parole
E i vecchi ulivi da sfondo al mare sciami di mosche fermi ad oziare
Leggiadre piume ferme a galleggiare densa quell’afa calda da respirare
Non c'èpiùtempo oramai per aspettare disteso sogno d’accarezzare
E i fichi d’india a disegnare di spine arazzi fiabe narrare
Muri di pietra viva delimitare arde la gioia nel naufragare
Sud sud est labra bagnate dal vento d’africa
Sud sud est ogni colore mi parla di te Sud sud est e in mare sorge il sole e in mare muore
Sud sud est ogni parola profuma di te Spighe di grano campi dorati storie folletti luoghi fatati
E chiese ferme ad osservare le mani chiuse sul vecchio altare
Col fuoco dentro senza mai poter gridare
Perso nel fumo di promesse mendicate
Anime e danze e tarantate odor di sesso e donne sudate
Le spiagge bianche tra le scogliere il mare prende mare puòdare
Rimbomba un tuono vibra nel cuore la sola voglia di ritornare
Sud sud est labra bagnate dal vento d’africa
Sud sud est ogni colore mi parla di te Sud sud est e in mare sorge il sole e in mare muore
Sud sud est ogni parola profuma di te

Lyrics translation

I breathe slowly towards that Sun telling the wind my words
And the old olive trees from the background to the sea swarms of flies standing idle
Fairy feathers steady to float thick that hot breath to breathe
There is no more time now to wait lying dream of caressing
And the prickly pears to draw of thorns tapestries fairy tales narrate
Living stone walls delimit burning joy in shipwreck
South South East African Wind-drenched labra
South South East every color tells me about you South South East and the sea rises the sun and the sea dies
South South East every word smells of you ears of wheat golden fields stories goblins fairy places
And he stood still to observe his hands closed upon the old altar
With fire inside without ever being able to shout
Lost in the smoke of begged promises
Anime and dance and tarantate odor of sex and sweaty women
The white beaches among the cliffs the sea takes sea can give
Rumble a Thunder vibrates in the heart the only desire to return
South South East African Wind-drenched labra
South South East every color tells me about you South South East and the sea rises the sun and the sea dies
South South East every word smells of you