Mercanti della musica — America song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "America" by Mercanti della musica.
Lyrics
E sull’asfalto, sulle strade di San Francisco
E canta una canzone definita on the road
Racconta le favole ai suoi nipoti
Mentre un uomo nero raccoglie il suo cotone
Mangi i panini sulle autostrade larghe
Corri dietro a un uomo che non sai chi è
Metti i piedi sui ponti del luna park
E viaggi solo di notte
Dentro Central Park
America
America
America
Conta i dollari che hai mandato a tua moglie
Eri a Woodstock e non lo sai
Sei andato in Vietnam ed eran guai
Sei stato in Vietnam e sono guai
America
America
America
Lyrics translation
And on the asphalt, on the streets of San Francisco
And sing a song defined on the road
Tell fairy tales to his grandchildren
While a black man picks up his cotton
Eat sandwiches on wide highways
Run after a man you don't know who he is
Put your feet on the bridges of luna park
And travel only at night
Inside Central Park
America
America
America
Count the dollars you sent your wife.
You were in Woodstock and you don't know it.
You went to Vietnam and eran trouble
You've been to Vietnam and it's trouble
America
America
America