| Oucantèlva
Tel olo fach tainai ju
se jurà teo freza
moccer piòi piòi ùrlef
oàetmal dap
eta ileach dom
oucantel
va mer of ne òvia
piòi hom
a oevcomal kurau dral hom
oam…oam tul eidfrai
dral hom oam tul
tul eidfrai diama a
eta...eta moccer piòi da
da tainai tel
tainai tel dem oucantèlva
oucantèlva mòccer mer
oucantèlva
samae som a
a cobae bom
dem dap eta
oucantèl va
a oev comal dral hom
oam tùl eidfrai diama a
eta pioi da tainai tel
dem oucatel va moccer mer
comdau naid eta vu
com tuzatem tauda
a oev gomà eta doè
mui ko tul fiut fae nees leg
oev nee crash nearès
leg eta zot arias vù
a oev komal curau dràl hom
oam tul eidfrai
oam tul eidfrai
Multìs
Ola mei sea'
Amares com craza
Nee oam sar
Ou sinares samai
Ble nee oam
Uscim sciom mio'
Rama soto tovie tovie
Sita ma a tainaiaiai
Olo mbrama corpaie corpaie
Sita ma a tainaiaiai
Oish crazy mià
Soto blu islo sloim' oìe
cumo nees com da
ble nees com crugnarùcai
(seguendo delay) neès oas mea
samar tul omd
Rama soto tovie tovie
Sita ma a tainaiaiai
Olo mbrama corpaie corpaie
Sita ma a tainaiaiai
Shiv attora
Brai nees tainas shmal
"Ovapo sar iao oi"
"Ov se sar? Ov se shurie?"
"Tainai fach"
"ignallow fach"
"poi pal ribom bal"
Na shmal ramàs dem piòi maihòm
nees uèt tul catra.
Maihòm sea chom eta bumes eta curie.
Nees sea ouè soto ribom cica fucal.
Mei oam shmid oeu nees tainaiè cic.
Na nees soaves cui dar cramas seà:
dial sàmai…dial ramàis…
Nees sea bi dar cic.
Mei gluc ne shmalca. Shmal oam a fot urriu
soto crum gral dret i riò.
"crourcà! Crourca!"
...a curie zoam maihòm.
Mei, scio miò, crazy mià a
mea mer fiut quar mojem alò.
...
Ola mei sea'
Amares com palàm
Nee mogines iao
Nee oam sar
Ou craza vuscia
Ou cramas sea croul
"Sofar tou mojen majei
Mimoigià se ouì
Na sham soavi fach
Poiè mogine
Ov se sar? Ov oi crau?
Ov se fiuta? Ov se?
Tainai fach!
Ignallow fach!
Mari merà! Cobe a cobe!
Zra a pige a cobe a cobe a
Mari merà! Mogin a cobe a
Zra a pige a cobe a cobe
....na hom se mojov a za oam fach!"
Dernier
Jour
Bonjour monsieur bonjour
Donc enfin vous êtes encore là
Je pensai que vous étiez mort hier
Mais quelque chose n' a pas marché
Bonjour mon ami
Je suis tres hereuse de te voir
J'espère que ce sera une bonne journèe
pour toi
J'espère que ce sera le dernier jour
de ta vie
Quelle surprise mon frère
Je peux pas croire que tu est en train de
marcher ici
Tu sais dans quel genre de monde nous vivons
Tu sais que celle ci c'est ta derniere lueur
Tu sais que la nuit viendra ?
Eh alors, tu est encore là ?
Eh alors, tu n'est pas encore chez toi ?
Bonne nuit mon petit ami
Desolé je peux plus attendre
Tu sais, le bulot est bulot
Et je dois dire bonne nuit
Craud
Sari nao sari
No mèo no mèo
Mari seia mari seia
Corco eta merà
Nee crumri curc commo mamoil ajà
Kiricaram sees piòi va cia fluc dem
colodraia
Mamoe pulupul oloir curunitt'
Olo ses nei onn'u goirà oev goirè
Sari nao sari
Nomèo nomèo
Mari seia mari seia
Corco eta merà
Moie moie a
Moie moie fach
Sea y soto ua
Sea y soto ua
Dre
foè
Oi ArèS Seà tul maem
se oam tul se olo mei um
enlak lomeinam
enlak lomeinam
sam tek eta cosh
Ta numb oi golomb
a numb oi cma
Neolo er seà
Neolo seà
Mavra
(sal a ruè)
Sal òi shet umbaumbaba
Ruè òi shet umbaumbaba
Sal òi laf umbaumbaba
Ruè oi laf umbaumbà
Sal oi koè umbaumbaba
Ruè òi koè umbaumbaba
Ruè mui cò umbaumbaba
Sal mui ....mmmh cum
Sal òi cluà umbaumbaba
Ruè oi cluà umbaumbaba
Sal òi coèl umbaumbaba
Ruè òi......
Sal òi coèl umbaumbaba
Ruè oi ...
Sal òi coèl umbaumbaba
Ruè òi....
Sal mui lak mui lak a
Ruè mui kuò umbaumbaba
Ruè mui cum umbaumbaba
Sal mui...
Sal mui ket eblà na
Ruè mui kiù a flùc
a
Ruè mui ci umbaumbaba
Sal mui kers umbaumbà
Tru mavra se truem
Sal...sal quiva bùmag ruè
Sal vedè olo sea dom...na olo oam
tul necra silc
Sal..sal olo soavi fach du e ka tul!
A crèi...a crèi..a crèi
olo pol....olo pol ne tul.
Sal òi shet umbaumbaba
Ruè òi shet umbaumbaba
Sal òi laf umbaumbaba
Ruè oi laf umbaumbà
Sal oi koè umbaumbaba
Ruè òi koè umbaumbaba
Ruè mui cò umbaumbaba
Sal mui ....mmmh cum
Sal mui lak mui lak a
Ruè mui kuò umbaumbaba
Ruè mui cum umbaumbaba
Sal mui...
Sal mui ket eblà na
Ruè mui kiù a flùc
a
Ruè mui ci umbaumbaba
Sal mui kers umbaumbà
Tru mavra se truem
Mantra
(voice and lyrics: G.L.Ferretti)
La musica è potere,
storia, conoscenza, sapere
Sa bestemmiare gli idoli
e loda il creatore
A volte si nasconde
che è pericolosa
Avvampa, si propaga
Forma meravigliosa
Spoony
Geeza
Dom se pap eta Spoony Geeza
Nees coma ne mei fach è dair tainai
masho
Giui varum ne boi rag
Cramàs ragè
mari devel vuld
sherve goun freza
"Camodar moaou moccer da!"
na nee stak giui soma a soma
sea dom dar cramàs framàs
netùl olì
rià ne hom a vachem
Rià nee hom a vachem
na ne stak tul aimo ne fach
a ne giui ael a urema shad
goun cramàs eta dar da uscim ne sar
bas ofr eta sal.
Dar smael sea fachet!
"Camodar moaou moccer da!"
Nees zat, dot ne shouni a za ne goss.
na nee oie davold smael
Nees zai ne oie tul a pol nee trus bak sam.
Ignaras rama riben ne dar da.
A
crime memoirs (voice and lyrics: Paola Valandro)
There was this woman
She was a body with long red hair
lying on the grass.
It was a Sunday morning
after the dark.
And there were people all around her
and some policemen too
the necklace lashed around her neck
was a nylon stocking and a cotton cord
She wore a blue dress...
I know, I know, I've always known
you were hidden behind my dreams
your face alive confused inside
the memory of a child.
Now under my eyes
dry blood between the lips,
your lips and your bare breasts
on the pictures of the Police
I've never stopped seeing you
and don't want to forget you
I'm waiting in my car
waiting to feel the fear she felt,
the place she found to hide
the scene of a crime
I search into her death
while her life slips me
reconstructing the scene where
a man killed the redhead
Tell me why it was you and not somebody
else?
I restore the reasons she died
with all my theories about sex crime:
it matter about an alchemy
between a woman and a man
Tell me why it was you and not somebody
else?
I've compared hers with other stories
of women killed for sex and I've mixed their
names:
Jean with Betty or Bobbie or Judy,
Jean with Tracy or Karen or Daisy
Tell me why it was you and not somebody
else?
I've never stopped to looking for and run
after you
I've stolen everything I could:
books and drugs and food and air and sex
and beds and love and words ...
I've run away
I've talked about your secrets to justify
the obsessive life you gave to me
and run to cover the story of you,
of my mother and me.
|
The
mountain
Can't
you see how it's a strange thing?
This little little point at the top
Of that big mountain where I live
In a funny little house
And
when I come back home
I'm going to explore the beauty of
That little town I can see
From the mountain that I live
Singing song and walking down
From the top of the mountain
And when I come back home
I'm going to explore the beauty of
That little town I can see
From the mountain that I live
I always see a lot of skulls
I always pick up flowers
And when I throw things off
I listen to the nice sound they make
When they crash on a land
Made Of corpses bones and skulls
And when I come back home
I'm going to explore
A
gang
Once
upon a time . . . an old man was
tired of unkindness, so decided to run away
and when he heard that far
they was looking for singers
he decided that someone like him
might be accepted.
As he went along the road,
the man met a skinny boy
"Come with me.
Just wait and see....
you'll find a job too.
Just wait and see!"
A little later a stray girl,
With blue hair and shining eyes
joined them and the trio
reached a town.
As they passed a farmyard,
they stopped to admire an elderly woman
who,
with a clear look, was
singing to the sky.
"Come with me.
Just wait and see....
you'll find a job too.
Just wait and see!"
The night fell, in the distance
they saw a light.
"There is London! MY friends"
"Where is London? Where is fortune?"
"I can't see…"
"…I can't believe..."
"WE WILL GAIN MONEY AND FAME!!!"
………
But light came from a little cottage and
they crept up to the window.
The old man placed his hands
on the window ledge.
But the cottage was the hideaway
of a gang of bandits.
They was there with money food and wine
The old man and his friends
became excited when
they saw the food on the table.
But they don't know who the fellows were.
Maybe actors. Maybe musicians.
Really, The only thought in their mind was
about that food.
The man toppled his three
companions on to the lamp.
The light went out and the room rang with
braying barking snarling and screeches.
"The Devil! The Devil!" And the
bandits abandoned meal.
"Run!" screamed the bandit.
And so the man, the skinny boy,
the stray girl and the elderly woman took
over the house
and lived happy for many years.
Once upon a time…an old man was
tired of the quietness and
decide to run away
left the house and friends
he took the way to a place
in which unkindness reigned
in which people was sad
"Travelling for many years
I finally am here
But really I don't know
The reason why I left
Where is London? Where's my crew?
Where is happiness? where am I?
I can't see!
I can't believe!
What a life! Walk and walk and
Try and hope and walk and walk and
What a life! Leave and walk and
Try and hope and walk and walk
..But home is everywhere and I can't move!"
The
last day of your life
Good
morning man good morning
Well, finally you're still here
I thought you were dead yesterday
But something had to be gone wrong.
Good morning friend of mine
Really nice to see you,
I guess you have a good day
I hope that it would be
the last day of your life
What a surprise brother of mine
I can't believe you're walking here
You know what kind of world we're living
You know your light is flashing
Do you know the sun is falling?
Do you know the night is coming?
And, well? Still walking here?!
And well? Still out of home?!
Good night my little friend
Sorry but I can't wait anymore
You know… work is work and I
…I have to say goodnight…
Circus
...
The
gift
My bones are going to evolve,
I'm going to be your better man.
I've lost my self under a lorry's pneumatic
So take my gift, and take my love,
I'll always be on you.
Crossing
Left, my hand, umbaba
Right my hand, umbaba
Left my arm umbaba
Right my arm umbaba
Left my ear, umbaba
Right, my ear umbaba
Right, I hear and
Left, I leave
Left, my eye umbaba
Right, my eye, umbaba
Left, my heart
Right ……….umbaba
Left, my heart
Right…….
Left I took I took and
Right I left umbaba
Right I leave umbaba
Left I …….umbaba
Left, I catched a fly but
Right, I killed a fish and
Right, I eat umbaba
Left, I carve umbaba
Danger, crossing is dangerous
Left, sometimes, became right.Left I thought
you were there, but you moved to go on the
other side. Left, you don't know what kind
of stuff..
and the conusion you're throwing it into.
Mantra
(voice and lyrics: G.L.Ferretti)
...
Spoony
Geeza
There is a story of Spoony gee-za
They called him no-man
I've never seen another one
laughing like he used to do
people did
What envy told
Stealing all spoony's things
"we require uniformity in this town"
But he begun to laugh
More and more
Happy and calm
Was there that the people
fling into a rage
burnt his home and garden
But he started to sleep on the ash
And he was laughing
Calm and happy
All The People of those town
Met in a place shouting
Words of blood.
That smile was illegal.
"we require uniformity in this town"
They caught him
while he was sleeping
and cut his mouth
but his eyes were still smiling
they cut his eyes too
and put them three feet under.
Peace came back into that town
A
crime memoirs (voice and lyrics: Paola Valandro)
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Sen
Soj Trumàs presenta alcune
novità importanti rispetto ai precedenti
lavori dei Transgender: tra le più
evidenti la lingua nuova che Lef usa per
esprimersi più liberamente. Poi
la presenza massiccia di ospiti, tra i
quali Giovanni Lindo Ferretti (voce in
Mantra) o Eraldo Bernocchi (remix incluso
nel cdrom).
