Umberto Bindi — Io e la musica song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Io e la musica" by Umberto Bindi.
Lyrics
Il vento che correva su Genova
soffiava nella mia fisarmonica
nasceva piano la mia musica
e dentro al cuore solitudine
com’ero io, com’ero io
Cos diverso per l’abitudine
di raccontare tutto alle nuvole
sopra un cortile senza alberi
il mio concerto se ne andava via
da casa mia, volava via
giorni di favola e poi
la luce termin
e come fu non so
io mi ritrovo qui
un vento freddo volta le pagine
di questa storia senza miracoli
ricordo ancora i giorni inutili
gli errori fatti e perdonati mai
ma c’era lei, la musica
giorni pi amari che mai
nessun amico che
credesse ancora in me
ma adesso sono qui
e credo in me
in quello che ho
con una cosa in pi
l’amore
d’accordo, poco
in questo mondo che
non crede pi
in questo mondo che
non crede pi
Lyrics translation
The wind that ran on Genoa
blowing in my accordion
my music was born slowly
and inside the heart loneliness
as I was, as I was
Cos different for custom
to tell everything to the clouds
above a treeless courtyard
my concert was leaving.
from my house, it flew away
days of fairy tale and then
the termin light
and how was I do not know
I'm here.
a cold wind turns the pages
of this story without miracles
I still remember the useless days
mistakes made and forgiven never
but there was her, the music
more bitter days than ever
no friend who
still believed in me
but now I'm here
and I believe in myself
in what I
with one more thing
love
agree, little
in this world that
he doesn't believe more
in this world that
he doesn't believe more