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Shmerke Katsherginski [Shmerke Kaczerginski] / שמערקע קאַטשערגינסקי| Traduzione italiana / Italian translation / Traduction italienne... | |
| SPRINGTIME I wander through the ghetto From lane to lane Useless, no solace I find. My beloved is gone How can I go on? Someone, oh say just a word! My house is aglow now The sky's like a blue dome But what is there left in my life? I stand like a beggar At each of these doorways And beg for a little bit of sun Springtime, please take my sorrow And bring my loved one, My dear one back to me. Springtime, upon your wings of blue Take my heart with you And bring love back to me I go to my work And pass by our small house In sadness, the door is closed tight The days is full of sunlight But flowers won't bloom now, They're wilting, for them too it's night At night when returning The sadness is burning Right here love, you waited for me Right here in the shadows I still hear your footsteps You kissed me so passionately Springtime, please take my sorrow And bring my loved one, My dear one back to me. Springtime, upon your wings of blue Take my heart with you And bring love back to me Springtime, please take my sorrow And bring my loved one, My dear one back to me. Springtime, upon your wings of blue Take my heart with you And bring love back to me Springitme is with us This year very early My longing for you is in bloom. I see you before me Adorned with spring flowers Smiling, you will greet me soon The sun's rays have lit up The garden with sunlight, Turning the hard earth to geen. My dearest, my loved one Are you gone forever? I can't get you out of my mind. Springtime, please take my sorrow And bring my loved one, My dear one back to me. Springtime, upon your wings of blue Take my heart with you And bring love back to me | TANGO PRIMAVERA Vado in giro perso nel ghetto di strada in strada, non riesco a trovare riposo, il mio amore non c'è più. Io non ce la faccio più, gente, ditemi qualche cosa, il cielo riplende ma a me cosa interessa? Me ne sto come un povero accanto ad ogni porta, chiedo la carità di un poco di sole. Primavera, porta via la mia tristezza e restituiscimi il mio amore. Primavera, sulle tue ali d'azzurro prendi il mio cuore con te e portalo al mio amore.... |
