50%45%40%35%30%25%20%15%10%5%0.. La publicité, la publicité, La publicité diminue diminue… Telle la mer qui se retire, C’est un spectacle de jazz qui s’éteint. Je rentre chez moi. Vite, J’prends mes clés!
Italiano: A Londra sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Londra sono stato a mangiare un po’ di gnocchi. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, dei gnocchi cosi cotti, Che sembrano cemento! A Parigi sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Parigi sono stato a mangiare maccheroni. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Tre scarsi maccheroni, che del gusto solo l’ombra! Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma !Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso. A Pechino loro fanno, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Pechino loro fanno Stranissimi spaghetti. Mangiar con le bacchette, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Ma mangiar con le bacchette, c'è da diventar matto! A Miami ho ordinato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Miami ho ordinato Pesto e parmigiano. E che mi hanno portato? Mamma mia, Mamma mia, E che mi hanno portato? Ketchup e coca cola!Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso.
Français: Je suis allé à Londres, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Londres manger des gnocchis.Le chef m’a servi, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Des gnocchis tellement cuits,Qu’on aurait dit du ciment. Je suis allé à Paris, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Paris manger des maccheronis.Le chef m’a servit, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Trois pauvres maccheronis, qui n’avait que l’ombre de leur goût ! Ah Mamma mia, tes pâtesAux tomates,Personne ne sait la faireAvec ta sauce aux piments.Des raviolis, des tortellinis,Et l’huile d’olive,De maman, Mamma mia, je suis au paradis A Pekin il font, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Pekin il fontD’étranges spaghettis.Manger avec les baguettes, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Mais manger avec les baguettes, c’est à devenir fou
A Miami j’ai commandé, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Miami j’ai commandé,Du pesto et du parmesan.Et qu’est-ce qu’ils m’ont apporté ?Du ketchup et du coca cola !!
English: I went to London, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to London and ate gnocchi.The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Gnocchi so overcookedYou’d have thought it was cement. I went to Paris Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to Paris and ate maccheroni, The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Three poor maccheroni, a pale shadow. Ah !Mamma mia,
your pastaWith tomatoes,No one, can make it your spicy sauceMamma’s ravioli, tortellini,And olive oilMamma mia I am in heaven In Peking they make Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Peking they make strange spaghettiTo eat with chopsticks,
Mamma mia, Mamma mia,But to eat with chopsticks is to go crazy. In Miami I ordered Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Miami I orderedPesto and parmesan.And what did they bring me?Ketchup and a Coca cola!!
Joyful & dancing. Song. Sung in Italian. Festive & traditional. ...Joyful & dancing. Song. Sung in Italian. Festive & traditional. Country dance. Female voice, accordion, mandolin, claps & rhythm.歌词
Italiano
Parenti, amici, sono tutti qua,
Venuti da tanti Paesi d'Italia,
Famiglie di Francia, e anche dall’Australia,
Rosetta si sposa: gran festa si farà!
Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,
Batti piedi, batti le mani, Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
alza le braccia, gira, gira,
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
Organetto e tamburello
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, si balla la tarantella.
Si celebran le nozze come in Sicilia,
con tutte le comari a “mucatori” ??, i maschi quasi tutti, portano la coppola,
C'è vino, salam, prosciutto e ricotta
La mamma di Rosa si commuove e piange,
perché a sua bambina lontana sarà,
il padre un po brillo canta troppo forte
presto un nipotino in casa arriverà Français
Les parents, les amis sont tous là, Venus de tant de villages d’Italie Des familles de France, et aussi d’Australie Rosetta se marie : une grande fête se prépare !
Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,
On tape des mains, on bat des mains Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
On lève les bras, on tourne, on tourne
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
Accordéon et tambourin Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, on danse la tarentelle
On célèbre la noce comme en Sicile Avec toutes les commères qui portent foulard Presque tous les hommes ont une casquette Il y a du vin, du salami, du jambon et de la ricotta
La maman de Rosa est émue et pleure Parce que sa fille partira loin Le père un peu éméché chante trop fort Bientôt un neveu arrivera
English
Family and friends are all here Come from village all over Italy Families from France, Australia too Rosetta is getting married:
A big party is getting underway
Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,
we clap our hands, we clap our hands Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
we lift our arms, we spin we spin Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
Accordion and tambourine Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, we dance the tarentelle
We celebrate the wedding like in Sicily With all the old girls in headscarves Almost all the men wear caps There’s wine, salami, ham and ricotta.
Rosa’s mama is moved to tears Because her daughter will move far away Father is a little tipsy and sings too loud Soon a nephew will arrive
Song. Sung in Italian. XVIIth century. Joyful & carefree. Male voice, ...Song. Sung in Italian. XVIIth century. Joyful & carefree. Male voice, mandolins, acoustic guitar & tambourin.歌词
Italianol coracino, che andava per mare, venne voglia di sposarsi. si fece un bel vestito di scaglie di spine pulito pulito con una parrucca tutta piena di rimasugli avvolti, con il colletto, fazzoletto da collo e polsini di seta inglese molto fine.
Con i calzoni di reti di fondo, scarpe e calze di pelle di tonno e mantella e mantellina di alghe e peli di bue marino, con bottoni e bottoniera di occhi di polipo, seppie e coregoni bianchi * fibbie, spada e fiocchi dorati di nero di seppia e fette di occhiata
Due belle catene di polmone di conchiglie, un capello elegante di codini di luccio salato. tutto inamidato** e ben stirato faceva il fighetto, girava di quà e di là per trovarsi la fidanzata
La Sardina, al balcone stava suonando il colascione*** e a suono di trombetta, cantava questa arietta: "O larello o marellena e la figlia della zia Lena ha lasciato il fidanzato perché niente glia ha regalato!"
Il Guarracino che la guardò della Sardina si innamorò, se ne andò dalla Bavosa. la più vecchia maliziosa. le diede una bella mancia per mandarle un messaggio. La bavosa, pissi pissi chiaro e tondo glielo disse.
Nel sentirla la Sardella rossa rossa si fecce, per la vergogna che la prese sotto uno scoglio si infilò, ma la vecchia Bavosa subito disse: "Ah, schizzinosa! In questa maniera non trovi partito in gola ti resta il marito".
Se hai voglia di accasarti tante smorfie non le devi fare, fuori la galanteria e via la timidezza, anima e cuore e faccia tosta". Ciò sentendo la zia Sardina s'affacciò alla finestrella e fece un occhiolino d'intesa allo speranzoso innamoratino.
Ma la Patella che stava appostata la chiamò faccia tosta, traditrice, svergognata, senza parola e malnata perché aveva piantato l'Alletterato, primo e antico fidanzato di carriera da questo andò e ogni cosa gli disse.
Quando la sentì il poveretto se lo prese un demonio andò a casa, s'armò di rasoio, si caricò come un mulo di fucili, di spingarde, polvere, palle, stoppa e schegge; quattro pistole e tre baionette in tasca si mise.
Sulle spalle settanta colubrine, ottanta bombe e novanta cannoni e come un guappo paladino andava cercando il coracino. La sfortuna vuole che in mezzo la piazza lo incontrò l'afferra per il cravattino e poi gli dice: "Ah malandrino!
Tu mi rubi la fidanzata e prenditela questa bastonata". Tuffete e taffete, a milioni, gli dava schiaffi e colpi alla gola, schiaffi, pugni e scappellotti, scappoloni, fecozze**** e percosse alla nuca, scapaccioni e pugni al volto e gli ammaccò ossa e cartilagini.
Succede che al rumore parenti e amici uscirono fuori, chi con mazze, coltelli e coltellini, chi con spade,spadoni e spadini quello con sbarre, questo con spiedi chi con mandorle e chi con nocciole, chi con tenaglie e chi con martelli chi con torroni e susamielli *****
Padri, figli, mariti e mogli si azzuffarono come fiere e milioni accorrevano a frotte, i pesci di questa e di quella fazione Quante ne vedesti di sarde e di alose di palamiti e sogliole e razze chiodate, saraghi, dentici e occhiate, sgombri, tonni e alletterati.
Pesci palombo e rane pescatrici, scorfani, cernie e alici, pastinace, seriole, musdee e ghiozzi rasposi, lecce stelle, lucci e storioni, merluzzi, gronghi e murene, capodogli, orche e balene, capitoni, aguglie e aringhe, cefali, caponi lira, tracine e cernie dorate.
Triglie, torpedini occhiute, trote e tonni, musdee, cepole, latterini e zerri, polipi, seppie e calamari, pesci spada e stelle di mare pesci palombo e pesci martello bocche d'oro e gianchetti, seppioline e coracini cannolicchi, ostriche e ricci di mare.
Vongole, cuori eduli e patelie pescecani e granchietti tordi marvizzi, marmore e bavose, boghe, vedove e spose, spigole, spondili, serpenti e salpe, scalze con gli zoccoli o con le scarpe, murici, gamberi e aragoste vennero perfino con le diligenze.
Capitoni, sauri e anguille, pesci grossi o piccoli, d'ogni ceto e nazione. Piccolini, piccoli, più grandi e grandissimi! Quante botte, mamma mia! Che si davano. Non sia mai! A centinaia le bastonate! A milioni le pietrate!.
Morsi e pizzicotti a bilioni! A pioggia i colpi alla gola! Non vi dico che fuoco vivo si faceva per ogni luogo. Te, te, ttè, qua pistolettate, ta, ta, ttà, là schioppettate tu, tu, ttù, qua le colubrine, bu, bu, bbù, là i cannoni.
Ma di cantare sono già stanco e ora mi manca il fiato, perciò, datemi licenza grazioso e bel pubblico. Fate che beva una mezza di "seje"******, alla salute di lui e di lei, altrimenti mi si secca il gargarozzo, svuotandosi il polmone.
English
The chromis that swam in the sea he decided to marry. He made a nice suit From the sharp scale, very neat. He' put on a curly wig Strewed with small cockle-shell, A collar, a shawl on a neck and cuffs made of english silk, very thin.
Trousers from a net, Boots and socks from a skin of tunny, A cloak and a cape From algae and bristle of a dugong, With buttons and press-buttons From eyes of octopus, cuttlefish and vendace, Buckles, a sword and gilded bands From ink of cuttle and a bile of saddle bream.
Two beautiful chains From cockle-shells, An elegant hat From tails of ling. Everything is starched and ironed, He seemed like a dandy. He swam here and there To find a bride.
A sardine stood on her balcony, Playing the lute; And hearing a sound of trumpet, She sang a song: "Oh, sea, sea, A daughter of my aunt Lena Left his fiance Because he gave nothing to her!"
The chromis saw her And felt in love with sardine. went away to a blenny Grumbling old fish. He gave her money To send a message to sardine. The blenny, in a whisper, Told it to her clearly.
Hearing this message, The sardine was blushed. From the shyness She hided under a rock. But old blenny told her: "Ah, fastidious! In this way you'll not find a fiance And remain without husband.
If you want to marry, You don't have to make difficulties! Forward the courtesy 1 and away the shyness! Be with the kind heart and soul!" Listening to an aunt, the sardine looked out from window And winked in consent At the lover, full with hopes.
But the patella that stood beside, called her "Impudent, Traitress, shameless, Not keeping word and rude", Because she had left the tunny, Her first fiance. She went away from him so fast And told him many things.
When poor tunny heard it, He was possessed by demon. He went to home, armed himself with knife, He loaded himself like a mule With guns, springalds, Powders, bullets, tows and gun tubes. Four pistols and three bayonets, He put them in his pocket.
On his shoulders there were seventy muskets, Eighty bombs and ninety cannons And like a cruel knight He came search the chromis. The misfortune wanted so, And in the middle of square the tunny found him, Has seized him by the collar And told him: "Ah, villain!
You've stolen my bride, Take this blow!" Million punches, He slapped him in the face. Slaps in face, clips on the back of head, Stabs, bumps, punches on head, Kicks, punches on face, He broke to pieces his bones and cartilages.
The noise was risen, Relatives and friends came out. Who with maces, knives and clasp-knives, Who with swords, rapiers and sabres. That came with girders, this came with spears, Who with almonds and who with nuts, Who with nippers and who with hammers, Who with turrons and susamielli 2.
Fathers, children, husbands and wives Fighted like the beasts. Millions gathered in throng, Fishes of two sides. How many sardines one could see, How many shads, plaices and various rays, Crucians, dentexes and saddle breams, Mackerels, tunnies and tunas.
Houndsharks and sea-devils, Scorpionfish, dusky groupers and anchovies, Stingrays, amberjacks, cods and gobies, Pompanos, barracudas and sturgeons, Hakes, congers and morays, Cachalots, killer whales and whales, Eels, garfishes and herrings, Mullets, gurnards, weeverfishes and tenches.
Surmullets, electric rays, trouts and tunnies, Pomfrets, bandfishes, sand-smelts, picarels, Octopuses, cuttlefishes and squids, Swordfishes and starfishes, Houndsharks and hammerhead sharks, Shade-fishes and sand eels, Octopuses and chromises, Sword razors, oysters and sea urchins.
Carpet shells, cockles and sea snails, Sharks and crabs, Wrasses, sea breams and blennies, Bogues, widows and married, Seabasses, sea daces, snakes, salema porgies, Barefooted, with heels or with boots, Sea snails, shrimps and spine lobsters, Everybody came with the diligence.
Eels, horse-mackerels and grigs, Small and big fishes Of every estate and nation, Small, big and biggest. How many punches, mama mia, They have made. Horror! Thousands punches with stick, Millions punches with stone!
Billions bites and tweaks, A hail of punches to neck. I cannot tell you what live fire burned everywhere. Te - te - ttè, here a wound from pistols, Ta - ta - ttà, there from guns, Tu - tu - ttù, here from muskets, Bu - bu - bbù, there from cannons. But I'm tired already sing about it And now I'm short of breathing. Therefore give me a respite, Dear and nice public! Let's drink a half glass Health of him and her, Otherwise my throat will be dry parched, The lungs will be empty.
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