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Beh cos’è quella faccia eh dai su non ne facciamo un dramma vedrai che quando sei guarito ci ridi sopra Ma cosa fai ma cosa fai dai non piangere sei peggio d’un bambino. Ma guarda un po’ alla tua età dai finiscila che vuoi che sappiano le suore Ma smettila fissato è chiaro che guarisci ma che ti metti in mente vedrai che starai bene Vedrai vedrai vedrai andremo in giro insieme e troveremo il bosco pieno di animali e poi andremo con la barca dove il mare è alto in mezzo ai pescecani E dopo stanchi morti andremo fuori a cena dalla zia Morina che ci farà il coniglio e ci darà quel vino che c’ha solo lei Vedrai vedrai ci ubriacheremo insieme e canteremo in coro le nostre canzoni e poi ci butteranno fuori e sveglieremo tutti pieni d'allegria Ma cosa fai ma cosa fai ma piangi ancora dai non è poi tanto grave Non far cosi da’ retta a me non hai niente ho già parlato col dottore Ti senti di morire ma via che cosa dici vedrai che domattina starai senz’altro meglio Vedrai vedrai vedrai ti porterò a ballare e ti farò sentire in forma come allora vedrai le nostre mogli a casa andremo in giro soli in cerca d'avventura E come da ragazzi tu sarai il migliore e mi farai soffrire mi ruberai la donna e mi dirai ridendo che ami solo lei Vedrai Vedrai ci ubriacheremo insieme e canteremo in coro le nostre canzoni e poi ci butteranno fuori e sveglieremo tutti pieni d'allegria vedrai...vedrai...vedrai… © 1971 - Giorgio Gaber (music, lyrics) and Sandro Luporini (lyrics) |
Hey, what’s that face, eh? Come on, get up, we’re not making a drama of it, you’ll see that when you’re healed, you’ll laugh about it. But what are you doing, what are you doing? Come on, don’t cry, you’re worse than a child. But look a little at your age, come on, finish it. What do you want the nuns to know? But stop staring, it’s clear that you’re healing, but what are you putting in your mind, you’ll see that you’ll be better. You’ll see, you’ll see, you’ll see, we’ll get out and about together and we will find the woods full of animals and then we’ll go on the boat where the tide is high in the midst of the sharks. And after being dead tired we’ll go out to dinner at Aunt Morina’s, who will make us rabbit, and she’ll give us that wine that only she has. You’ll see, you’ll see, we’ll get drunk together and we’ll sing in harmony our songs, and then they’ll kick us out and we’ll wake up all full of good cheer. But what are you doing, what are you doing? But still you cry, come on, it’s not so serious. Don’t act like this, listen to me, you don’t have anything, I just spoke with the doctor. You feel like you’re dying but get outta her, what are you saying? You’ll see, tomorrow without a doubt you’ll be better. You’ll see, you’ll see, you’ll see, I’ll take you out dancing and I’ll make you feel in form like before. You’ll see our wives at home, we’ll go out alone in search of adventure. And like when we were kids, you’ll be the best and make me suffer, you’ll steal my woman and tell me laughing that you love only her. You’ll see, you’ll see, we’ll get drunk together and sing our songs in chorus and then they’ll kick us out and we’ll wake up all full of good cheer. You’ll see . . . you’ll see . . . you’ll see. 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.
