DIAVOLO ROSSO | RED DEVIL

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RED DEVIL

Those blonde-haire girls
With those little earrings
As wives thei'll all give birth to
Men like tree trunks
And when you try persuade them
You see that they are really made of wood

Red Devil
Forget the road
Come here with us
And have an orangeade
Time back-lit
Fades away...

Look at the highest nights
Of this north-west sky, studded with stars
And the frozen cart-tracks
Like a Frenchman's glance...
A waltz of wind and straw,
The peasant death,
That comes along the rice-fields
And inevitably
Reaches the farmyards
White as weary day-wage field women...

Voices from the sun and other voices,
From this land, other depths of light,
And earth and soul, nothing
Other than the horse and quinine...
And voices and hotel whispers:
Lovers of the plain,
Queens of buses and milestones,
Their ancient discretion
Is water and honey...

Red Devil
Forget the road
Come here with us
And have an orangeade
Time, back-lit,
Faders away...

Fireflies fly
In the circles of the night...
This darkness smells of hay and distant places
And this song may taste of fruit liqueur


Red Devil (Diavolo Rosso) was the nickname of italian cyclist Giovanni Gerbi (1885-1954).

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[sonopaolotorre]

La canzone è un capolavoro, l'interpretazione anche, e quel concerto è uno dei migliori in assoluto di Paolo Conte; io ne ho salvato molti brani in una playlist. Ottima l'idea del chiarimento iniziale e dell'utile traduzione in inglese. Ben fatto, grazie.