Gianni Nazzaro — Piccola, mia piccola song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Piccola, mia piccola" by Gianni Nazzaro.
Lyrics
bugiarde promesse
di amanti bambini le nostre
sdraiati tra il verde e il profumo di mille ginestre
i baci rubati di fretta
mio padre mi sgrida
il piccolo seno proteso
era quasi una sfida
la nostra stagione moriva tra tenui colori
partivo lasciandoti li ad appassire coi fiori
e mentre asciugavi il tuo pianto
sembravi sincera
per fare l’amore aspettavi
proprio l’ultima sera
piccola mia piccola tu sei
se ripensi a un altro uomo l’hai gia'
quanto tempo e' gia' passato
quante stelle son cadute e poi
piccola mia piccola vorrei
ritrovarti bella come sei
sul sentiero del ritorno
mentre stai dormendo e' giorno
tu che corri e ti nascondi
vinci un bacio se mi prendi
ho ancora negli occhi il ricordo
di quel temporale
bagnati dai piedi ai capelli
in quel vecchio fienile
sei fradicia come un pulcino e quella maglietta
e certo che se te la levi
si asciuga piu' in fretta
piccola mia piccola chissa'
se ripensi a un altro uomo l’hai gia'
quanto tempo e' gia' passato
quante stelle son cadute e poi
piccola mia piccola vorrei
ritrovarti bella come sei
sul sentiero del ritorno
mentre stai dormendo e' giorno
tu che corri e ti nascondi
io ti chiamo e non mi senti
(Grazie a Andrea Laspina per questo testo)
Lyrics translation
lying promises
of lovers children our
lie between the green and the scent of a thousand brooms
the stolen kisses in a hurry
my father scolds me
the small breast outstretched
it was almost a challenge
our season was dying among soft colors
I was leaving you there to wither with flowers
and as you dried up your cry
you seemed sincere.
to make love you waited
just last night
little my little you are
if you think about another man, you already have him.
how long has it been?
how many stars are fallen and then
little my little I wish
find yourself as beautiful as you are
on the path of return
while you're sleeping it's day
you running and hiding
win a kiss if you take me
I still have the memory in my eyes
of that storm
wet from feet to hair
in that old barn
you're soaking wet like a chick and that shirt
and of course if you take it off
it dries faster
Little My Little who knows
if you think about another man, you already have him.
how long has it been?
how many stars are fallen and then
little my little I wish
find yourself as beautiful as you are
on the path of return
while you're sleeping it's day
you running and hiding
I call you and you don't hear me
(Thanks to Andrea Laspina for this text)