Pooh — A cent'anni non si sbaglia più song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "A cent'anni non si sbaglia più" by Pooh.
Lyrics
A vent’anni inevitabile
ogni storia sempre l’unica
e ogni volta che ti capita
giuri sempre questa l’ultima
e per quanto fai il romantico
si risolve tutto in macchina.
A trent’anni criticabile
ma succede spesso e facile
e fai cose inverosimili
ma ti piaci e ti giustifichi
e ti senti tenerissimo
ma alla fine vai sul pratico.
E allora avanti,
navigando e naufragando
sempre in alto mare
restando a galla perІ
sar che forse saremo
inaffondabili, chi lo s?
E allora ancora,
navigando e naufragando
sotto al temporale
restando vivi perІ
sar che forse saremo
invulnerabili, hai visto mai.
Magari puІ succedere.
Cinquant’anni imperdonabile.
Per fortuna ancora capita.
Se succede ti rimproveri
ma poi in fondo ti congratuli.
Fai propositi platonici
ma ti durano pochissimo.
E allora avanti,
navigando e naufragando
fino a che c' mare
in buono stato perІ
sar che forse saremo
inossidabili, chi lo s?
E avanti tutta,
navigando e naufragando
vecchi marinai
che non si arrendono mai.
Sar che forse saremo
irriducibili.
C' chi predica,
c' chi razzola,
c' chi dice non lo faccio mai pi№.
Tutto inutile
siamo fatti cosi.
A cent’anni no.
A cent’anni non si sbaglia pi№.
Lyrics translation
At twenty years inevitable
every story always the only one
and every time it happens to you
always swear this is the last
and as much as you're romantic
it all works out in the car.
At thirty years criticizable
but it happens often and easy
and do far-fetched things
but you like and justify yourself
and you feel so tender
but in the end go on the practical.
And then forward,
sailing and shipwreck
always on the high seas
staying afloat perI
maybe we'll be
unsinkable, who am I?
And then again,
sailing and shipwreck
under the storm
staying alive perI
maybe we'll be
invulnerable, you've never seen.
Maybe you'll succeed.
Fifty years unforgivable.
Luckily it still happens.
If it happens you scold yourself
but then you congratulate yourself.
Make platonic purposes
but you don't last very long.
And then forward,
sailing and shipwreck
until there is sea
in good condition perI
maybe we'll be
stainless, who s?
And all ahead,
sailing and shipwreck
old sailors
who never give up.
Maybe we'll be
irreducible.
C ' who preaches,
c ' chi razzola,
there are those who say I never do it anymore№.
All useless
that's who we are.
Not a hundred years old.
At a hundred years you are not mistaken more№.