Marco Masini — Caro babbo song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Caro babbo" by Marco Masini.
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Caro Babbo
Mi sembravi alto altissimo quando ero piccolino
eri il mio gigante buono che giocava a nascondino
mi batteva forte il cuore mentre stavo ad aspettare
felice di nascondermi ma anche di farmi trovare.
Ti sentivo forte e a volte mi facevi un pò paura
ma eri il mio cavallo docile e il tappeto la pianura
e scendevo e camminavo nelle tue scarpe pesanti
fra colline di poltrone coi miei passi da gigante.
Era dolce era dolcissimo
lo ricordo e te lo dico
eri il mio più grande eroe
eri il primo vero amico
Sei però rimpicciolito i primi anni della scuola
ritornavi tardi a casa e la mamma sempre sola
mi svegliavo d’improvviso e ti sentivo ancora urlare
eri sempre più nervoso e non mi stavi ad ascoltare
Altre volte mi picchiavi e le tue parole dure
spalancavano soltanto una vita di paure.
Eri assente e irrangiungibile
io ti odiavo e te lo dico
eri in sogno l’uomo nero
eri a un tratto il mio nemico.
E ho portato come un lutto il tuo sangue nelle vene
ma il mio cuore per dispetto ti voleva ancora bene
e ora babbo te lo scrivo come quando ero bambino
come quando per trovarci giocavamo a nascondino.
E ora è freddo anzi freddissimo
piango mentre te lo dico
cosa aspetti ad arrivare
babbo se mi sei amico.
Era dolce era dolcissimo
l’ho capito e te lo scrivo
quante volte io dovro morire
per sentirmi ancora vivo?
Lyrics translation
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Dear Santa
You seemed so high when I was little.
you were my good giant playing hide and seek.
my heart was pounding while I was waiting
happy to hide but also to be found.
I felt you strong and sometimes you scared me a little
but you were my docile horse and the carpet the plain
and I'd go down and walk in your heavy shoes
among hills of armchairs with my leaps and bounds.
It was sweet it was so sweet
I remember and I tell you
you were my greatest hero
you were the first true friend
But you've shrunk the first years of school
you came home late, and mom was always alone.
I'd wake up all of a sudden and I could still hear you screaming
you were getting more and more nervous, and you weren't listening to me.
Other times you beat me and your harsh words
they just opened up a life of fear.
You were absent and unreachable
I hated you and I'm telling you
you were in a dream the black man
you were suddenly my enemy.
And I mourned your blood in my veins
but my heart out of spite still loved you
and now, Dad, I'm writing it to you like I was a kid.
like when we used to play hide-and-seek.
And now it's cold indeed cold
I cry as I tell you
what are you waiting for
dad, if you're my friend.
It was sweet it was so sweet
I got it, and I'll write it down.
how many times do I have to die
to feel alive?