Fabrizio De André: Jamin-a
GLI EXTRA DELLE CCG / AWS EXTRAS / LES EXTRAS DES CCGOriginal | La versione inglese di Dennis Criteser [2014] |
FABRIZIO DE ANDRÉ: JAMIN-A Lengua 'nfeugä, Jamin-a lua de pelle scûa cu'a bucca spalancä morsciu de carne dûa stella néigra ch'a lûxe me veuggiu demuä 'nte l'ûmidu duçe de l'amë dû teu arveä. Ma seu Jamin-a, ti me perduniæ se nu riûsciò a ésse porcu cumme i teu pensé Destacchete, Jamin-a lerfe de ûga spin-a, fatt'ammiä Jamin-a roggiu de mussa pin-a, e u muru 'ntu sûù sugu de sä de cheusce, duve gh'è pei gh'è amù, sultan-a de e bagasce Dagghe cianìn, Jamin-a, nu navegä de spunda, primma ch'à cuæ ch'a munta chin-a nu me se desfe 'nte l'unda, e l'ûrtimu respïu, Jamin-a regin-a muæ de e sambe, me u tegnu pe sciurtï vivu da u gruppu de e teu gambe E l'ûrtimu respïu, Jamin-a regin-a muæ de e sambe, me u tegnu pe sciurtï vivu da u gruppu de e teu gambe. | JAMIN-A Inflamed tongue Jamina, dark-haired wolf with wide-open mouth, morsel of tough meat. Black star that shines, I want to enjoy myself in the sweet dampness of the honey of your hive. My sister Jamina, you'll pardon me if I don’t manage to be lewd like your thoughts. Hold back, Jamina, gooseberry lips, let me look at you, Jamina, climax of a full pussy and your face in sweat, salty leg juice - where there’s hair there’s love, lady sultan of the whores. Give it to us slowly, Jamina, don’t go sailing off of the banks before the desire that rises and falls casts me off into the waves. And the final breath, Jamina, queen mother of the sambas, I'm hanging on to get out alive from the knot of your legs. |