Joe Dibrutto — Un'altra scusa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Un'altra scusa" by Joe Dibrutto.
Lyrics
Ti aspettavo alle sei
ci tenevo, lo sai
questa sera cara
c’era traffico, si'
sai com’e' il venerdi'.
Te lo giuro caro
non mi dici mai bugie, no, per carita'
sono tutte storie le mie gia'.
Ti ho chiamata pero'
eri uscita da un po'
dal lavoro strano
poi la segreteria
certo, la batteria.
Che si spegne
succede
no, non dico sia colpa tua, ma quando mai
sono gia' sicuro che tu hai
un’altra scusa
tu fai l’offesa
poi fai le fusa
smettila
cosi' non vale
non e' leale
mi fai morire
perfida
dimmi la verita'
cosa c’e' che non va
c’e' qualcuno nessuno?
Tu sei fatta cosi'
ti diverti con chi
fa il tuo gioco
da poco
dici che non fa per me una come te che merito di piu' ma so gia' che.
E' un’altra scusa
tu fai l’offesa
poi fai le fusa
smettila
cosi' non vale
non e' leale
mi fai morire
perfida, smettila, piantala, sadica
non vorresti pero'
mi fai male percio'
ora basta.
O no?
Ma e' un’altra scusa
tu fai l’offesa
poi fai le fusa
smettila
cosi' non vale
non e' leale
mi fai morire
perfida
(Thanks to Tommaso for these lyrics)
Lyrics translation
I was expecting you at six.
I cared, you know.
tonight dear
there was traffic, yeah.
you know how Friday is.
I swear, dear.
you never lie to me, no, for Christ's sake.
they're all my stories.
I called you, though.
you've been out for a while.
from strange work
then the secretariat
of course, the battery.
That turns off
It happens
no, I'm not saying it's your fault, but when ever
I'm already sure you have
another excuse
you make the offense
then purr
Stop it
that's not good.
he's not loyal.
you're making me die.
treacherous
tell me the truth.
what's wrong?
is anyone here?
That's who you are.
you have fun with who
make your game
recently
you say it doesn't suit me like you that I deserve more, but I already know that.
That's another excuse.
you make the offense
then purr
Stop it
that's not good.
he's not loyal.
you're making me die.
naughty, stop, stop, sadistic
you wouldn't want to, though.
you're hurting me so
that's enough.
Or not?
But it's another excuse
you make the offense
then purr
Stop it
that's not good.
he's not loyal.
you're making me die.
treacherous
(Thanks to Tommaso for these lyrics)