Tiziano Ferro — Ciento Once song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ciento Once" by Tiziano Ferro.
Lyrics
Y dices te conmueves con todas las cosas
un ni±o que sonrie la neblina al alba
Y dices que tus sue±os son tan poca cosa
pero muy de ma±ana en papel trasformas
es la magia y la poesia de un dia que se escapa
mientras das solo un paseo por la noche
pasando por la dificultad de quien sonrie y llora
son aquellos como tu que tocan lo divino
Y te diran que tu no eres el mismo
porque no te pueden reconocer
y te diran que ya no eres tan dulce
porque el amor lo sabes esconder
Pero Habla, sue±a, baila y canta sin pararte
regala a manos llenas tu amor y escribelo creyendote que ya son ciento once o mas quilos de fantasia
Y dices te conmueves si oyes mis canciones
de sexo y de amor y de otras emociones
solo en cuatro minutos tu corazon se abre
Y sue±as que te sientes ya mejor que antes
los semaforos y el gris de un dia muy nublado
en el bar te tomas algo distraido
escuchas mensajes que hasta ayer no habias entendido que ha leido el corazon de angeles de ciudad
Y te diran que tu no eres el mismo
porque no te pueden reconocer
y te diran que ya no eres tan dulce
porque el amor lo sabes esconder
Pero Habla, sue±a, baila y canta sin pararte
regala a manos llenas tu amor y escribelo creyendote que ya son ciento once o mas quilos de fantasia
y si alguien te hace parecer un santo
tu diles solo que prefieres ser un gato
y la television que se bebe vacia
toma tu camino
si ves que todos hoy te miran con sospecha
es porque saben muy poco del respeto
si ves que todos quieren verte en el lodo
dejales de lado
Y te diran que tu no eres el mismo
porque no te pueden reconocer
y te diran que ya no eres tan dulce
porque el amor lo sabes esconder
Pero Habla, sue±a, baila y canta sin pararte
regala a manos llenas tu amor y escribelo creyendote que ya son ciento once o mas
quilos de fantasia
Lyrics translation
And you say you're moved by all things
a child who smiles in the fog at dawn
And you say your dreams are so little
but very early in the morning on paper trasformas
it is the magic and poetry of a day that escapes
while you're just taking a walk at night
passing through the difficulty of the one who smiles and cries
it is those like you who touch the divine
And they'll tell you you're not the same
because they can't recognize you
and they'll tell you you're not so sweet anymore
because you know how to hide love
But talk, sue, dance and sing without stopping
give full hands your love and write it believing that they are already one hundred and eleven or more pounds of fantasy
And you say you're moved if you hear my songs
of sex and love and other emotions
only in four minutes your heart opens
And dreams that you feel better than before
the traffic lights and the grey of a very cloudy day
at the bar you drink something distracted
you hear messages that until yesterday you did not understand that has read the heart of City Angels
And they'll tell you you're not the same
because they can't recognize you
and they'll tell you you're not so sweet anymore
because you know how to hide love
But talk, sue, dance and sing without stopping
give full hands your love and write it believing that they are already one hundred and eleven or more pounds of fantasy
and if someone makes you look like a saint
you just tell them you'd rather be a cat
and the television that is drunk empty
take your way
if you see that everyone today looks at you with suspicion
it's because they know very little about respect
if you see that everyone wants to see you in the mud
set them aside
And they'll tell you you're not the same
because they can't recognize you
and they'll tell you you're not so sweet anymore
because you know how to hide love
But talk, sue, dance and sing without stopping
give your love with full hands and write it believing that they are already one hundred and eleven or more
pounds of fantasy