Don Backy — Signor Coso song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Signor Coso" by Don Backy.
Lyrics
Signor coso giallo e verde, forse sei chi perde
forse sì, tu sei chi perde
Tu ami alcove rotolanti, camerini roteanti
roteanti e rateanti
E nonostante questo ami, di-scutibili santoni
canzonette e paroloni
Le mie domeniche, quelle senza appuntamenti
isolette sperdute nell’oceano della mia mente
un vecchietto ai giardini scomparso nel suo giornale
luccioletta spenta, se non hai fantasia
il resto, dimmi, cosa vuoi che sia
Io purtroppo piùnon credo, a quintali di parole
e in chi crede a quelle sole
Sono contro a chi ha pensato, che la musica la sente
solo chi l’ha un po' studiata
E a chi èconvinto che le note, sian puntini solfeggiati
dopo averli colorati
Invece io, riesco ancora a piangere
perfino in films con il finale dove lei sempre muore
mentre l’amore, qui èridotto in formule
e a me non sta piùbene, ed alla simbologia
io mando un VAFFANCULO e vado via
Lyrics translation
Mr. Yellow and green, maybe you're the loser.
maybe yes, you're the loser
You love rolling alcoves, rolling dressing rooms
rolling and rolling stock
And despite this ami, di-scutibili santoni
songs and lyrics
My Sundays, the ones without appointments
islets lost in the ocean of my mind
an old man in the gardens disappeared in his newspaper
Firefly off, if you have no fantasy
the rest, tell me, what do you want it to be
I unfortunately don't think so, in quintals of words
and who believes in those Suns
I'm against those who thought, that music hears it
only those who have studied it a little
And to those who are convinced that the notes, they are specks
after coloring them
But I can still cry.
even in films with the ending where she always dies
while love, here is reduced to formulas
and to me it is no longer good, and to the symbolism
I send a fuck off and I'm out of here.