I fought, my bullet scared and killed most of them,
my mother was a kind of a big stork,
my father a fighter bomber and that's
what i wanna be when i grow up...
that's what i wanna be when i grow up.
I fell in a cold dark night from the sky
My brothers taught me how to fight
Seint che bôt dimondi stòf l'è dre a trêr
E i cròk e scapen via cme di gàat
Dimondi stòf al sbraia e al còcia in dree
E i cròk e scapen via....
I'm not as tired as you are i'm all right,
you pushed me up and down on mule tracks,
I swear, brothers, soon or later i will walk,
brother soon or later i will fly,
true as the freedom in your eyes...
my mother taught me how to fly.
"il cannone molto stanco spara 23 colpi dei sui fieri colpi
dal Buco della Signora sul centro di Reggio nell'Emilia è l'inizio della liberazione!
I fell in a cold dark night from the sky,
my mother, my father, my brothers gave me life.
Partigiano - "Farran! Ma sa's tirom a dre da fer cl'usvej chè?
Cle peis al ròsla mia e al tira in dre..."
Farran - "Man! This weapon is freedom, te sre' mia stòf?"
Partigiano - "Se ma...al Bus dla Sgnora impiom i noster rag"
Et vedrè i cròk che scapen via cmè di gàat!!!"
Rit.
I fell in a cold dark night from the sky,
my mother taught me how to fly, my father taught me how to fight,
these guys taught me how to win and we won.
my mother was a kind of a big stork,
my father a fighter bomber and that's
what i wanna be when i grow up...
that's what i wanna be when i grow up.
I fell in a cold dark night from the sky
My brothers taught me how to fight
Seint che bôt dimondi stòf l'è dre a trêr
E i cròk e scapen via cme di gàat
Dimondi stòf al sbraia e al còcia in dree
E i cròk e scapen via....
I'm not as tired as you are i'm all right,
you pushed me up and down on mule tracks,
I swear, brothers, soon or later i will walk,
brother soon or later i will fly,
true as the freedom in your eyes...
my mother taught me how to fly.
"il cannone molto stanco spara 23 colpi dei sui fieri colpi
dal Buco della Signora sul centro di Reggio nell'Emilia è l'inizio della liberazione!
I fell in a cold dark night from the sky,
my mother, my father, my brothers gave me life.
Partigiano - "Farran! Ma sa's tirom a dre da fer cl'usvej chè?
Cle peis al ròsla mia e al tira in dre..."
Farran - "Man! This weapon is freedom, te sre' mia stòf?"
Partigiano - "Se ma...al Bus dla Sgnora impiom i noster rag"
Et vedrè i cròk che scapen via cmè di gàat!!!"
Rit.
I fell in a cold dark night from the sky,
my mother taught me how to fly, my father taught me how to fight,
these guys taught me how to win and we won.