Nomadi — Cammina, cammina song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Cammina, cammina" by Nomadi.
Lyrics
Cammina, cammina,
quante strade partire, ritornare,
rimangono nel cuore e nella mente.
Cammina, cammina
quante scarpe consumate,
quante strade colorate,
cammina, cammina.
Quante dimenticate,
ritmo del lavoro,
segnate dalle ruote,
di antiche et dell’oro.
Vicoli tenebrosi
fra bidoni e fango,
viali peccaminosi
con un passo di tango.
Cammina, cammina
quante scarpe consumate,
quante strade colorate,
cammina, cammina.
Verso ogni direzione
attraversano citt,
sorprese da un lampione
poi perse nell’oscurit.
Strade sospese
fra terra, mare e cielo
aspre e sinuose
abbracciate dal gelo.
Cammina, cammina
quante scarpe consumate,
quante strade colorate,
cammina, cammina.
Ahahahhh…
Bianche scorciatoie
danzano nei prati,
s’inoltrano nei monti,
ricordano passati.
Vanno a ponente
corrono fra il grano,
vanno ad oriente
per perdersi lontano.
Cammina, cammina
quante scarpe consumate,
quante strade colorate,
cammina, cammina.
Vanno verso nord
disegnano confini,
scendono poi a sud
segnando destini.
Rimangono nel cuore
quelle strade sotto il sole,
bello ritornare,
ma andare forse meglio.
Cammina, cammina
quante scarpe consumate,
quante strade colorate,
cammina, cammina.
Ahahahhh…
Cammina, cammina
quante scarpe consumate,
quante strade colorate,
cammina, cammina.
Ahahahhh… ah.
Lyrics translation
Walk, walk,
how many roads to leave, to return,
they remain in the heart and mind.
Walk, walk
how many shoes worn,
how many colorful streets,
walk, walk.
How many you forget,
pace of work,
marked by Wheels,
of ancient and gold.
Dark alleys
between bins and mud,
sinful avenues
with a tango step.
Walk, walk
how many shoes worn,
how many colorful streets,
walk, walk.
Towards each direction
cross cities,
surprises from a lamppost
then lost in the dark.
Suspended roads
between Earth, Sea and Sky
rough and sinuous
embrace from the frost.
Walk, walk
how many shoes worn,
how many colorful streets,
walk, walk.
Ahahahhh…
White shortcuts
they dance in the Meadows,
they go into the mountains,
they remember the past.
They go to the West
they run among the grain,
they go to the East
to get lost far away.
Walk, walk
how many shoes worn,
how many colorful streets,
walk, walk.
They're heading north.
draw boundaries,
they then descend to the South
marking destinies.
They remain in the heart
those streets under the sun,
nice to come back,
but maybe better.
Walk, walk
how many shoes worn,
how many colorful streets,
walk, walk.
Ahahahhh…
Walk, walk
how many shoes worn,
how many colorful streets,
walk, walk.
Ahahahhh ... ah.