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Mi parlava di un certo discorso che lei porta avanti Era colta e piuttosto impegnata su certi argomenti Era sempre precisa e diretta Ho passato una notte a ascoltarla Era perfetta Ma non ho avuto voglia di toccarla Com'è corretta l'ideologia Com'è ignorante la simpatia Io purtroppo non riesco a istruire il mio tatto Non riesco a politicizzare l'olfatto Se insegno qualcosa al mio sesso diventa tiepido C'ho il corpo stupido Dopo un po' si è sdraiata sul letto e parlava di orgasmo Ho rivisto la nostra serata con molto entusiasmo Ma quel libro che lei mi ha citato Che mi indica dove toccarla Mi ha un po' bloccato Non ho più avuto voglia di spogliarla Com'è corretto il suo intervento Com'è ignorante l'arrapamento Io magari non ho un'attrazione spontanea Ma insisto perché condivido la linea È assurdo che io non mi senta voglioso e cupido C'ho il corpo stupido Lei voleva una cosa diversa dal solito incontro L'importante è conoscersi bene, guardarsi di dentro Eravamo d'accordo su tutto Sul politico e sul personale Ma c'era un blocco Nel senso del rapporto genitale Com'è corretta l'introspezione Com'è ignorante la mia erezione © 1974 - Giorgio Gaber (music, lyrics) and Sandro Luporini (lyrics) |
She spoke to me of a certain discourse she brings forward. She was cultured and rather engaged in certain subjects. She was always precise and direct. I passed a night listening to her, she was perfect, but I didn’t have the desire to touch her. How correct the ideology is, how ignorant the sympathy. Unfortunately, I’m not able to instruct my tact, I can’t manage to politicize my olfactory. If I teach something to my sex, it becomes lukewarm. I have a stupid body. After a while, she lay down on the bed and talked about orgasm. I reviewed our evening with much enthusiasm, but that book she cited to me that indicated where to touch her blocked me a little, I no longer had the desire to undress her. How correct her intervention, how ignorant the rapture. I don’t have a spontaneous attraction, but I insist because I share the line. It’s absurd that I don’t feel desirous and greedy, I have a stupid body. She wanted something different from the usual encounter. What’s important is to understand each other well, to look inside each other. We agreed on everything, on the political and the personal, but there was a block in the sense of the genital rapport. How correct the introspection, how ignorant my erection. English translation © 2024 Dennis Criteser Anche per oggi non si vola (Even for Today One Doesn't Fly) is a live double album that collects the songs and monologues of Gaber's 1974-1975 theater season. Some of the songs on the album reflect a sense that the urgent need for social and political change felt in the late 1960s was being lost to an attitude preferring comfort and ease. |
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.
