Contessa
Paolo PietrangeliVersione inglese da questa pagina | |
COUNTESS "What a mess, Countess! At Aldo's factory Those four ignorants started a strike They wanted their wages raised They said, can you believe? That they were being exploited And when the police came Those four bums screamed ever louder They dirtied the courtyards and the doors in their blood Wonder how long it will take to clean up" Comrades, from the fields and the factories Take the scythe, bring the hammer Go down to the square and beat them with it Go down to the square, quash the system You good people, what peace are you looking for? [1] The peace to do whatever you want But if this is the price we want war We want to see you end up buried underground But if this is the price then we've paid for it No one else in the world must be exploited "If only you knew, Countess! What a dear relative told me about the occupation That that scum locked up in there Made a profession of free love Then again, my dear, what are you surprised for? Even the factory worker wants his son to be a doctor And think of what environment can come of that! There are no more morals, Countess" If the wind had been howling now it's howling even stronger [2] The ideas of revolt have never died If someone says so don't listen to them It's someone who just wants to turncoat If someone says so spit in their faces It's someone who threw the red flag in a ditch You good people, what peace are you looking for? The peace to do whatever you want But if this is the price we want war We want to see you end up buried underground But if this is the price then we've paid for it No one else in the world must be exploited | COUNTESS " What's, Countess, in the factory of Aldo have made a strike those four ignorant asking to have their wages increased screaming, do you think, to be exploited and when the police arrived there those four beggars have shouted louder by blood have soiled the courtyard and doors who knows how long it will take to clean up " Comrades from the fields and workshops catch the sickle and bring the hammer go down to the streets and beat with that go down to the streets and scuttle the system You, good people who are looking for peace peace to do what you want but if this is the price we want war we want to see you end up underground but if this is the price we paid it no one in the world should be exploited " If you know, Countess, what told me a dear relative about squatting that the bad guys barricaded in there professed free love Besides, my dear, no surprise if even the worker would his son become a doctor and then try to think what might happen there is no more moral, Countess " If the wind whistled now blows stronger ideas of revolt are never dead if there is one who says that you are not to feel him is one that just wants to betray if someone says so spit in his face why the red flag he thrown into a ditch You, good people who are looking for peace peace to do what you want but if this is the price we want war we want to see you end underground but if this is the price we paid it no one in the world should be exploited But if this is the price we paid it no one in the world should be exploited |
[2] This is a reference to Katyusha's Italian lyrics, most likely. They start with "The wind howls, the blizzard rages
The shoes are broken, yet we must go on"