Banco Del Mutuo Soccorso — Bla bla bla song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Bla bla bla" by Banco Del Mutuo Soccorso.
Lyrics
Bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla. Bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla,
bla, bla.
Buongiorno Duca-Sire bonne soire ma guardi buongiorno, sono appena le tre
si ma dopo mezzo dì… Bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla.
Duca stia attento per caritàho detto che e' giorno e giorno sarà…
Mi spiace perchéinsisto buonasera sire bla, bla, bla. Buonasera, bla, bla, bla.
Ah, si ! Una pattuglia, dieci plotoni. Cinquanta pattuglie e sei battaglioni.
Vedremo chi la spunterà…
Felloni a morte èil nostro motto e non ci fermeremo, si sentiranno
poi di averci offeso ma ètroppo tardi e non si torna indietro…
No, no… vincerò, superbia… con quei cannoni non ci fanno un baffo,
lanciamo un missile in tre secondi, fellone in aria salterà…
Bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla. Bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla,
bla, bla.
Dieci pattuglie, cento plotoni. Mille pattuglie e sei battaglioni.
Vedremo chi la spunterà…
Felloni a morte èil nostro grido e non ci fermeremo si sentiranno
poi d’averci offeso ma ètroppo tardi e non si torna indietro. No, no…
Lyrics translation
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah.
Good Morning Duke-sire bonne soire but look good morning, it's just three
Yeah, but after half a day ... blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Duke be careful for charity I said it's day and day will be…
I'm sorry ' cause I'm here Good evening, sire blah, blah, blah. Good evening, blah, blah, blah.
Ah, yes ! One patrol, ten platoons. Fifty patrols and six battalions.
We'll see who gets it.…
Felloni to death is our motto and we will not stop, they will feel
then you've offended us but it's too late and you don't go back…
No, no ... I'll win, Pride ... those guns don't give us a moustache.,
we launch a missile in three seconds, fellone in the air will jump…
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah.
Ten patrols, a hundred platoons. A thousand patrols and six battalions.
We'll see who gets it.…
Felloni to death is our cry and we will not stop they will hear
then you've offended us but it's too late and you don't go back. No, no.…