La Storia Di Serafino : traduction de Italien vers Anglais
Why do they keep building houses
And don't leave the grass, don't leave the grass
Don't leave the grass, don't leave the grass, oh no
If we keep going like this, who knows how it will be
Who knows, who knows
Who knows how it will be
And so the second story I want to tell you
Is that of the shepherd Serafino
In the ancient world, closed in his heart
People of the 2000s no longer believe
With the sheep and a faithful dog
Three friends always ready, in the pastures on the mountains
A span from the kingdom of heaven, he lived happily like this
Oh, Serafino
Defend, defend your freedom, freedom
That young shepherd was liked by the girls
Because in his eyes he had adventure
And when he took fortune in his hand
And a stash of money he inherited by chance
He threw a big party that made heads spin
Firecrackers exploded, banquets were held
For everyone there was a smile, what days of paradise
For the rich shepherd Serafino
He gave something to his friends, what joy in the village
For those crazy expenses, a shawl, a radio, a knife
And a red car for himself
Oh, Serafino
The women, the women say yes to you, lucky you
Tiero, tiero, tiero, tiero, tierà, tierà, tierà
He pushes the car that goes into a ravine and will explode
After days of joy, the wine turns bitter
Serafino finds himself in court
His enemies to take his money
Make him out to be crazy and what does he do?
He takes back the sheep and the dog, the friends always ready
And returns there to the mountains, in the biggest house in the world
That has no ceiling and no walls
Oh Serafino
Defend, defend your freedom, freedom
I love you, shepherd Serafino
A man with the heart of a child
And free like the purest morning air
To live there on the mountains, Serafino returns
And free like the purest morning air
To live there on the mountains, Serafino returns
And free like the purest morning air
To live there on the mountains, Serafino returns
And free like the purest morning air
To live there on the mountains, Serafino returns
And free like the purest morning air
To live there on the mountains