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Quand'ero piccolo non stavo mica bene Ero anche magrolino, avevo qualche allucinazione E quando andavo a cena, nel tinello con il tavolo di noce Ci sedevamo tutti e facevamo il segno della croce Dopo un po' che li guardavo mi si trasformavano: i gesti preparati, degli attori, attori consumati che dicono la battuta e ascoltano l'effetto. E io ero lì come una comparsa, vivevo la commedia, anzi no la farsa, e chissà perché durante questa allucinazione mi veniva sempre in mente una stranissima canzone: I borghesi son tutti dei porci Più sono grassi più sono lerci Più son lerci e più c'hanno i milioni I borghesi son tutti… Quand'ero piccolo non stavo mica bene Ero anche molto magro, avevo sempre qualche allucinazione E quando andavo a scuola mi ricordo di quel vecchio professore Bravissima persona che parlava in latino ore e ore Dopo un po' che lo guardavo mi si trasformava, sì, la bocca si chiudeva stretta, lo sguardo si bloccava, il colore scompariva, fermo, immobile, di pietra, sì, tutto di pietra, e io vedevo già il suo busto davanti a un'aiuola con su scritto: "Professor Malipiero – una vita per la scuola", e chissà perché anche durante questa allucinazione mi veniva sempre in mente una stranissima canzone: I borghesi son tutti dei porci Più sono grassi più sono lerci Più son lerci e più c'hanno i milioni I borghesi son tutti… Adesso che son grande ringrazio il Signore Mi è passato ogni disturbo senza bisogno neanche del dottore Non sono più ammalato, non capisco cosa mi abbia fatto bene Sono anche un po' ingrassato, non ho più avuto neanche un'allucinazione Mio figlio, mio figlio mi preoccupa un po', è così magro, e poi ha sempre delle strani allucinazioni, ogni tanto viene lì, mi guarda e canta, canta una canzone stranissima che io non ho mai sentito: I borghesi son tutti dei porci Più sono grassi e più sono lerci Più son lerci e più c'hanno i milioni I borghesi son tutti… Mah! © 1971 - Giorgio Gaber (music, lyrics) and Sandro Luporini (lyrics) "I borghesi" took as a point of departure a song of the same title by Jacques Brel, whose work inspired and informed Gaber and Luporini. Luporini describes the bourgeoisie of this song as not only a social class but also a state of mind that prevailed in many working class families and white collar workers. Luporini: ". . . it shows, with gentle irony, how adults heal in a hurry from the illness of revolution. The desire for change, in sum, is a little like the measles, in the sense that it is transmitted almost exclusively among adolescents." |
When I was little, I really wasn’t all that well. I was also scrawny, I had some hallucinations, and when I went for a meal, in the dinette with the walnut table, we all sat and made the sign of the cross. After watching them a while, they were transformed: the prepared gestures of actors, consummate actors who say the joke and listen to the effect. And I was there like a walk-on, I lived the commedia, or no, rather a farce, and who knows why during this hallucination it always came into my mind, the strangest song: The bourgeoisie are all swine, the fatter they are the filthier they are, the filthier they are, the more millions they have. The bourgeoisie are all . . . When I was little, I really wasn’t all that well. I was also very skinny, I always had some hallucinations, and when I went to school, I remember that old professor, a really great person who spoke in Latin for hours and hours. After a while of watching him, he was transformed, yes, his mouth closed tight, his gaze froze, his color disappeared, still, immobile, of stone, yes, all of stone, and I saw already his bust in front of a flower bed which read: “Professor Malipiero – a life for the school,” and who knows why even during this hallucination it always came into my mind, the strangest song: The bourgeoisie are all swine, the fatter they are the filthier they are, the filthier they are, the more millions they have. The bourgeoisie are all . . . Now that I’m grown up, thanks be to the Lord, every disturbance has passed me by without need even of a doctor. I’m not sick anymore, I don’t understand what made me well, I am also a little heavy, I've not had even a hallucination. My son, my son worries me a little, he’s so thin, and then he always has some strange hallucinations, every now and again he comes, looks at me, and sings, he sings a song most strange that I’ve never heard: The bourgeoisie are all swine, the fatter they are the filthier they are, the filthier they are, the more millions they have. The bourgeoisie are all . . . Mah! English translation © 2024 Dennis Criteser I borghesi (The Bourgeoisie) is a studio recording released in December, 1971. It includes songs that were presented in Gaber's second annual theatrical tour in 1972. |
I began exploring Italian popular songs as part of learning Italian. Here are my translations for some of my favorite "canzoni" by Italian singers, songwriters, and bands whose work I admire. It's a work in progress that can serve as a curated introduction to Italian popular music, with an emphasis on the 1950s through the 1990s. If you speak Italian, send me a message if you see lyrics I've misunderstood.
