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This Land Is Your Land

Woody Guthrie
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OriginalLa versione italiana/inglese di Massimo Liberatori
THIS LAND IS YOUR LANDTHIS LAND È (THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND)
This land is your land This land is my land
From California to the New York island;
From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me.
This land is your land this land is my land
From California to the New York island
From the Redwood forrest to the Gulf Steam waters
This land was made for you and me
As I was walking that ribbon of highway,
I saw above me that endless skyway:
I saw below me that golden valley:
This land was made for you and me.
E' la tua terra è anche la mia
Comunque vada comunque sia
I muri sono dentro me e te
Ma la terra è fatta per me e per te
I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts;
And all around me a voice was sounding:
This land was made for you and me.
This land is your land this land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the Redwood forrest to the Gulf Steam waters
This land was made for you and me
When the sun came shining, and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting:
This land was made for you and me.
Nostra terra è da New York all'Appennino
Dove il coro è tra gli Hobos e il Guerin Meschino
Nostra terra è il libero pensiero
Nostra terrà è tutto il mondo intero
As I went walking I saw a sign there
And on the sign it said "No Trespassing."
But on the other side it didn't say nothing,
That side was made for you and me.
Questa è la favola infinita e transumante
Tra lupi agnelli peccatori e anime sante
il nostro coast to coast sul mistico tratturo
da stazzo a stazzo e prima che fa scuro
In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people,
By the relief office I seen my people;
As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking
Is this land made for you and me?
This land is your land this land is my land
From California to the New York Island
Nostra terra è da New York a l'Appennino
dove il coro è tra gli Hobos e il Guerin Meschino
Nobody living can ever stop me,
As I go walking that freedom highway;
Nobody living can ever make me turn back
This land was made for you and me.
Nostra patria è il libero pensiero
Nostra patria è tutto il mondo intero


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