Goran Kuzminac — Il Barone Rosso song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Il Barone Rosso" by Goran Kuzminac.

Lyrics

Ed anche oggi io mi sento piu' vicino al sole
Inseguo Aeronauti, la mia sciarpa va dove vuole.
Il cielo e' un bigliardo celeste da stracciare,
E in gioco, in gioco c’e' il cielo
Per poterlo rigiocare.
L’elica taglia il sole
Contro luce vibrazioni del motore
In volo ci sono passeri e cacciatori
Ma un’aquila va, conosce altre rotte strane, lontane.
Lontano da terra, non mi sembra di essere in guerra.
Aereo duello, tra angeli con il coltello
L’elica taglia il sole
Contro luce vibrazioni del motore
E sempre si puo'
Planare sui verdi prati di Francia.
Stendersi al sole e respirare.
Poi bere un bicchiere, e una ragazza da baciare.
Guardare il cielo e decollare
Il futuro profuma d cuoio e di benzina
E il cielo, il cielo e' sereno
E niente nuvole dietro la collina
Il destino sono ali che volano lontano
Rosse come sangue, come le ali del mio aereoplano.
E sempre si puo'
Planare sui verdi prati di Francia.
Stendersi al sole e respirare
Poi bere un bicchiere, e una ragazza da baciare
Guardare il cielo e decollare

Lyrics translation

And even today I feel closer to the sun
I'm chasing airmen. my scarf goes wherever it wants.
The sky is a heavenly pool to rake,
And at stake, at stake is the sky
So we can play it again.
The propeller cuts the sun
Against light engine vibration
In flight there are sparrows and hunters
But an eagle goes, knows other strange, distant routes.
Far from the ground, I don't feel like I'm at war.
Plane duel between angels with knife
The propeller cuts the sun
Against light engine vibration
And you can always
Gliding on the green meadows of France.
Lie in the sun and breathe.
Then drink a glass, and a girl to kiss.
Watch the sky and take off
The future smells of leather and gasoline
And the sky, the sky is clear
And no clouds behind the hill
Fate are wings that fly far away
Red as blood, like the wings of my plane.
And you can always
Gliding on the green meadows of France.
Lie in the sun and breathe
Then drink a glass, and a girl to kiss
Watch the sky and take off