Eugenio Finardi — Dolce italia song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Dolce italia" by Eugenio Finardi.

Lyrics

A Boston c'éla neve e si muore di noia
Urla tristi di gabbiani sull’acqua della baia
Gente dalla pelle grigia che ti guarda senza gioia
Tutti freddi e silenziosi chiuse nella loro storia
Ma in Italia oh dolce Italia
In Italia égiàprimavera
In Italia oh dolce Italia
La gente épiùsincera, la vita épiùvera
Ma poi arrivan quei momenti in cui non si sa che dire
Quando si sa dove si éma non dove si puòandare
E dopo tante certezze e tante sicurezze
E' il momento di dubitare, sembra tutto senza valore
Ma in Italia oh dolce Italia
In Italia égiàprimavera
In Italia oh dolce Italia
La gente épiùsincera, la vita épiùvera
Ma poi tornati qui a Milano sembrano tutti americani
Vivono vite di sponda ciechi ai loro problemi
Vorrei metterli su di un Jumbo e poi fargliela vedere
Quell’America senza gioia, sempre in vendita come una troia
Ma in Italia oh dolce Italia
In Italia égiàprimavera
In Italia oh dolce Italia
La gente épiùsincera,
la vita
Qui in Italia oh dolce Italia
In Italia égiàprimavera
In Italia oh dolce Italia
La gente épiùsincera, la vita épiùvera

Lyrics translation

In Boston there's snow and you're dying of boredom
Sad screams of seagulls on the water of the Bay
Gray-skinned people looking at you without joy
All cold and silent closed in their history
But in Italy oh sweet Italy
In Italy and spring
In Italy oh dolce Italia
People are more honest, life is more true
But then there come those moments when you do not know what to say
When you know where you are but not where you can go
And after so many certainties and so many certainties
It's time to doubt, it all seems worthless
But in Italy oh sweet Italy
In Italy and spring
In Italy oh dolce Italia
People are more honest, life is more true
But then back here in Milan they all look American
Live blind shore lives to their problems
I'd like to put them on a Jumbo and then show them
That joyless America, always on sale like a slut
But in Italy oh sweet Italy
In Italy and spring
In Italy oh dolce Italia
People areincerious,
life
Here in Italy oh dolce Italia
In Italy and spring
In Italy oh dolce Italia
People are more honest, life is more true