What A Wonderful World
Louis Armstrong| Originale | Una versione distopica di #whatawonderfulworld di #louisarmstrong... |
| WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD | UN MONDO MERAVIGLIOSO |
| Some of you young folks been saying to me, hey pops, what do you mean what a wonderful world? How bout all them walls all over the place? Ya call them wonderful? And how bout hunger and pollution? That ain't so wonderful either. But how bout listening to old pops for a minute. Seems to me it ain’t the world that’s so bad but what were doing to it And all I’m saying is see what a wonderful world it would be, if only we’d give it a chance. Love baby, love. That’s the secret. Yeah, if lots more of us loved each other we’d solve lots more problems, and then this world would be better That’s what old pops keeps saying. | Rose rosse sopra croci Prati diventati cimiteri In cui giocano fantasmi irrequieti Ed ho urlato a me stesso Ma che mondo meraviglioso. |
| I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you And I think to myself, what a wonderful world | Vedo cieli grigi piombo Da cui piove dolore In strade fatte di macerie In cui l'oscurità terrorizza ogni notte Ed ho urlato per le vie Ma che mondo meraviglioso. |
| I see skies of blue and clouds of white The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night And I think to myself, what a wonderful world | I colori dell'arcobaleno Sono lacerati da aerei Che volano per distruggere E la pace conta i suoi morti. |
| The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people going by I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?" They're really saying "I love you" | L'indifferenza orgogliosa cammina Mentre i cuori sono calpestati Da chi non ha più sangue nelle vene E il silenzio bisbiglia un "Ti voglio bene". |
| I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow They'll learn much more than I'll ever know And I think to myself, what a wonderful world Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world | Sento bambini piangere Per loro non ci sarà futuro Il freddo punge le primavere E giocare fa paura Ed ho urlato ai sopravvissuti Ma che mondo meraviglioso. |
