Traducción: Garcia, Charly. Canção do Indeciso.
Appena arap l'uocchie la prima che conosci e chell ca ta fatt nascer cca, t'astregn dint e braccia mentr s nfonn l'uocchie e o core scoppia sul e felicita
Abballamm chesta canzon tutt quant ca panz a for Abballamm chesta canzon tutt quant ca panz a for Wagliu accuminciamm venit appriess a me na capriol
Spacc contro spacc e a cop tutta scullat tuttu quant guardan stu cor spugliat e io accus tu gia le capit ca te voglio abbraccia e fai fint e nient p
Sient, ma nun o vir quand t guard s fa ross e dopp rir; vedi, amico caro, t'a fatt pur l'occhiolin e tu nun vai nun vuo rischia, nun vuo tnta, stu dubbio
like a candle that's burning at both ends Never find an answer that fits in your plans Back and forth between the good and the bad It's indecision time
you around And if I face indecision Don't let me face it alone Just take me straight to Virginia Back to the places I know And if I face indecision
Oh, there's no time To choose for yourself It's like the candle's lit at both ends now Deterioratin' health Parents' breakin' up Wish they would decide
Seems that we've lost our innocence The pulpit the teachers have warned us Blindly accepting their words as truth And taking advantage of our trust Don
we'll all suffer for what we've done we pay no mind but we're all guilty we were created and will be taken away just the same and we'll beg and plead
I refuse to relive my past live with no discretion in my head all the hours I was living inside I was dead I refuse to reflect upon a past that I now
Dead souls rising to the jailers of the dying Hear our crying as we cast thy sinners down An angel fell from hell with its wings aflame Having served
You're running away from your enemies you submit to every attack everybody gets their chance to wrap their hands around your neck this is how life imitates
Millions are enslaved at the hands of intangible gods They submit their souls to the merciful unknown Faith is not a savior, don't give in your grace
desparate and famished scourged and suicidal live and die by the sword fall victim to your idols tortured by despair smoldering in desparation suffer
Say your prayers and count your blessings You all make me choke All your pleasures all my poisons Talk yourself out of breath Outside of the spectacle
survivors of systematic persecution continue to suffer like cowards society turns away it doesn't involve us so we don't care driven from their homes
No racism No respect No regret No religion (no rest) No