Ennio Rega — I soldi della vedova song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "I soldi della vedova" by Ennio Rega.
Lyrics
La vedova era maggiormente tesa
allo stato maggiore al consiglio della difesa
Il treno andava io sempre zitto lei parlava
Gli avi del Generale erano titolati
consoli e magistrati colonnelli altolocati
alla vedova eccitata dall' esercitomania
dalle cene scellerate dell’aristocrazia
Avrei detto che quattro stellette sono poche
brilla di più il guano delle oche
Lei parlava io stavo zitto e il treno andava
Andavo a Maratea con la vedova del Generale
graduato fra i potenti del genio militare
per valutare l’asse dell’eredità
disse dottore quel che vuole in acconto quanto fa Che forma e cerimonie quelle dell’alta nobiltà
tutta gente ben nata d’imponente qualità
l’etichetta il galateo meretrici col cammeo
Lei parlava io stavo zitto e il treno andava
Bel sonno di campagna! Al sole anche i paesi
seccano come fichi sotto le tegole portoghesi
l’allegria fuori dal tempo di latta e rame
non sembrava avere paura della fame
La gente campava sollevando le gonne
lisciando sul viso le gocce in punta alle foglie
Lei parlava io stavo zitto e il treno andava
Arrivai a Maratea con la vedova del Generale
la stazione era deserta come all’epoca feudale
quando il nonno del Generale delle serve ne faceva
ius prime noctis l’uso che voleva
Lei parlava io stavo zitto e il taxi andava
All’università ci perdi tempo e libri
dai soldi della vedova dio ne scampi e liberi
(Grazie a angela per questo testo)
Lyrics translation
The widow was more tense
to the General Staff of the Defence Council
The train went I always shut up she talked
The general's ancestors were titled
consuls and magistrates Colonel altolocati
to the widow excited by the exercisemania
from the wicked dinners of the aristocracy
I would have said that four stars are few
the guano of geese shines more
She was talking I was quiet and the train was going
I went to Maratea with the general's widow.
graduated among the powerful of the military genius
to evaluate the inheritance axis
said doctor what he wants in advance how does that form and ceremonies those of the high nobility
all well-born people of impressive quality
the label the whorish etiquette with the cameo
She was talking I was quiet and the train was going
Nice country sleep! In the Sun also the countries
they dry like figs under Portuguese tiles
the joy out of tin and copper time
he didn't seem to be afraid of hunger
People camped lifting their skirts
smoothing on the face the drops on the tip of the leaves
She was talking I was quiet and the train was going
I arrived in Maratea with the widow of the General
the station was deserted as in feudal times
when the grandfather of the general of the servants made
ius Prime noctis the use he wanted
She was talking I was quiet and the taxi was going
At university you waste time and books
from the widow's money God escape and free
(Thanks to angela for this text)