Pooh — Santa Lucia song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Santa Lucia" by Pooh.

Lyrics

C' una strada nel centro della mia citt
dove i portici fanno ombra
ed una volta passava il tram
e negli anni di piombo
ci passavano i cortei
ma in quegli anni a casa io non c’ero mai.
Siam passati stasera tardi, nevicava
come dentro le cartoline
di quel Natale che non c' pi№
non perch c' pi№ fretta, pi№ soldi in giro o pi№ TV ma perch siam pi№ grandi sia io che tu.
Nella notte pi№ lunga dell’anno perdonami se faccio un passo nel tempo distante da te.
Pomeriggi lontani di un attimo fa Santa Lucia dei miei anni facili
di una cena in citt con mio padre una sera.
Poi un colpo di vita e prendemmo un taxi
e come a un uomo lui mi parlІ di se sembra passato un minuto da quel momento.
Mi ricordo gli amori grandi pi№ di me aspettati sotto gli ombrelli
di fumo dolce malinconia.
Oggi tutto pi№ chiaro
quel che mi manca e quel che ho perІ lasciami solo, se io sogno un po'.
Nella notte pi№ lunga dell’anno, perdonami se faccio un passo nel tempo e senza di te.
Mezzanotte lontana di un attimo fa Santa Lucia cosa c' dietro l’angolo
chi mi aspetta di l oltre la neve.
Quante stelle di zucchero, quante bugie
citt per fare figli o per andarmene
o per cercarmi da capo su strade nuove.

Lyrics translation

There is a street in the center of my city.
where the porches make shade
and once he passed the tram
and in the lead years
there were parades.
but in those years at home I was never there.
We stopped by late tonight. it was snowing.
like inside postcards
of that Christmas that no more№
not because there is no hurry, no money around or no TV but because we are no big both you and me.
In the longest№ night of the year forgive me if I take a step into the distant time from you.
Distant afternoons of a moment makes Saint Lucia of my Easy years
a dinner in town with my dad one night.
Then one shot of life and we took a taxi
and as a man he tells me if it seems like a minute has passed since that moment.
I remember the big loves no more than me expected under the umbrellas
of smoke sweet melancholy.
Today everything is more clear
what I miss and what I have perI leave me alone, if I dream a little.
On the longest№ night of the year, forgive me if I step in time and without you.
Midnight away of a moment does Santa Lucia what' around the corner
who is waiting for me to L past the snow.
How many sugar stars, how many lies
city to have children or to leave
or looking for me again on new roads.