Rino Gaetano — Sombrero song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Sombrero" by Rino Gaetano.
Lyrics
Esta è la storia verdadera de sombrero
caballero della pampa
amigo del pueblo amigo de dios
andale manito ermano con coraje e corazon
nacque già sopra un cavallo
aveva un fucile e un mantello nero
lo chiamarono pedro felippe
però per la gente è solo sombrero
teneva timore de dios
e il pelo cortato e il cuore caliente
viveva sempre da solo
col suo sombrero ma amava la gente
e sparava correva rideva giocava
cantava una canzone
una storia di sangue una storia d’amore
quando sparava era fermo
la mano sicura puntava al cuore
rubava ma solo per dare
la roba del ricco al povero nero
nessuno l’ha mai incontrato
ma ogni peone ama solo sombrero
e sparava correva giocava barava
forse cercava un amigo
una birra un mantello o chissà che altra cosa
si seppe molto più tardi
sombrero cantava e cercava una sposa
sembra che erano in dieci
quel giorno a seguire nella pampa sombrero
un colpo di fuoco nel cuore
spezzò la vita del caballero
che amava soffriva rideva moriva
nessuno l’ha visto morire
per questo la gente sa che non è vero
negli occhi di chi ha sofferto
c'è una speranza un amico sombrero
e cantando le sue canzoni
le storie di sangue le storie d’amore
anche se lui non c'è più
ha lasciato al paese un po' del suo cuore
Lyrics translation
This is the story verdad de sombrero
caballero della pampa
friend of the People friend of God
andale Manito ermano with courage and heart
he was already born on a horse
he had a rifle and a black cloak
they called him pedro felippe
but for people it's just sombrero
he was afraid of God
and the hair cut and the heart caliente
he always lived alone
with his sombrero but he loved people
and he was shooting, he was running, he was laughing, he was playing.
he sang a song
a story of blood a story of love
when he was shooting he was still
the safe hand pointed to the heart
stole but only to give
the stuff of the rich to the poor black
no one's ever met him.
but every pawn loves only sombrero
and he shot, he ran, he played, he cheated.
maybe he was looking for a friend.
a beer a cloak or who knows what else
it became known much later
sombrero was singing and looking for a bride
looks like they were in ten
that day to follow in the Pampa sombrero
a shot of fire in the heart
broke the caballero's life
who loved suffered laughed died
no one saw him die.
that's why people know it's not true
in the eyes of those who have suffered
there is a hope a friend sombrero
and singing his songs
blood stories love stories
even though he's gone
he left the country some of his heart