Il Figlio del Doloreindex : traduction de Italien vers Anglais
You were breaking me with your body
While two of yours
Were having fun keeping
My legs wide open
And every time you pushed
You did it with anger
While inside
I was dying from pain
With a rag in my mouth
You stopped my screams
And when then exhausted
You came out of me
In turn, your companions
Started again
You laughed while I was bleeding
Your wickedness
In my womb will die
Because it is from my womb that you will be reborn
And while in my heart
You will die forever
Like a flower from my womb, you will be reborn
(Brala moma ruja tzvete kaino brala tai zaspala)
(Brala moma ruja tzvete kaino brala tai zaspala)
You want to give birth to the one
Who will judge
Who violated his mother
On the day he was conceived
I won't be able to look at him
If one day he will call me
And he will tell me that he is my son
He will despise me and I will curse
The day my mother gave birth to me
And he will abandon me and will have no mercy
For the tears that I will shed
You will tell him
That you were not you
But only the fruit of that hatred
Of those who do not know how to love
My son, you will tell him
My wickedness
Died the day you were born, you were born
And you will tell him that you will pay for your crimes
In front of men and then before God
So he will understand
That his life
Is the seed of a love that will sprout
And hatred will end only if men can rise again within themselves
And hatred will end only if men can rise again within themselves
(And hatred will end only if men can rise again within themselves)
(And hatred will end only if men can rise again within themselves)
(And hatred will end only if men can rise again within themselves)
(And hatred will end only if men can rise again within themselves)
(And hatred will end only if men can rise again within themselves)