Santamarea – Santamarea

Santamarea – Santamarea Lyrics

Artist: Santamarea
Song: Santamarea

Il mio torace è una chiesa sconsacrata
Bianca d’intonaco, pelle graffiata
Umidi gli angoli e verdi le volte
Scendono muffe di lacrime storte

Scorrono lente su statue di legno
Rigano volti di vecchie madonne
Visi di bimbo su pale d’altare
Oia-io-a-io-a-io-a

Io-a-io-a-io-a-io-a
Io-a-io-a-io-a-io-a
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Scivola sotto il portone Caronte

Per traghettarmi nel fonte più vecchio
Quello coi marmi dal tempo corrosi
Da agenti chimici poco costosi
Bianco e canuto e di nero vestito

Poggia il mio polso sui denti ingialliti
Lento mi porta in quel bagno di sale
Dice mi vuole battezzarе
Tu proteggimi dal marе, proteggimi

Tu proteggilo dal mare
Proteggilo dalla tempesta
(Oia-io-a-io-a-io-a
Io-a-io-a-io-a-io-a

Io-a-io-a-io-a-io-a
Ah-ah-ah-ah)
Non ci sarai più tu a salvarmi e a prendermi in braccio
Ti farò paura e caccerai un urlo

Ma il vecchio mi annega
L’eco non mi basta
E spoglia, la chiesa mi guarda zitta e mesta
L’acqua nei polmoni, aria nelle vene

Si fanno adesso strada dove prima erano piene
E mentre un sagrestano morto mi solleva dalle pene
Pensa che io sia un moscerino annegato in quelle onde
Mi soffia via senza avere cura di me

Mentre tu non senti neanche le campane
Ed in ginocchio, io, ad occhi chiusi
Non preghi più per me
Tu proteggimi dal mare, proteggimi

Proteggilo dal mare
Proteggilo dalla tempesta, eh
(Oia-io-a-io-a-io-a
Io-a-io-a-io-a-io-a

Io-a-io-a-io-a-io-a
Ah-ah-ah-ah)
Proteggici dalla tempesta, eh
Oia-io-a-io-a-io-a, eh

I-ai-eh
Io-a-io-a-io-a-io-a, eh
Oia-io-a-io-a-io-a, i-ai-eh
I-ai-eh

Io-a-io-a-io-a-io-a, eh
Io-a-io-a-io-a-io-a, eh
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Santamarea Lyrics – English Translation

My chest is a deconsecrated church
White plaster, graffita leather
The corners and green times the times
Mugs of crooked tears go down

Slow slow on wooden statues
Rigano faces of old Madonne
Fast of Bimbo on altarpiece
Oia-I-A-A-A-I-A

I-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
I-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Slips under the caronte door

To ferry me to the oldest source
The one with the marbles with time corrodes
By inexpensive chemicals
White and cane and black dress

Rest my wrist on the yellowed teeth
Slow takes me to that salt bath
He says he wants me baptized
You protect me from the marmi, protect me

You protect it from the sea
Protect it from the storm
(Oia-I-A-A-A-I-A
I-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a

I-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Ah-ah-ah-ah)
You will no longer be you to save me and take me in the arms
I will scare you and you will get off a scream

But the old drowns me
The echo is not enough for me
And strip, the church looks at me silent and sad
Water in the lungs, air in the veins

They make the road now where they were first full
And while a dead sacristan lifts me from the penalties
Do you think I am a dried Moscerino in those waves
He blows me away without taking care of me

While you don’t even hear the bells
And on their knees, I, with closed eyes
Don’t pray for me anymore
You protect me from the sea, protect me

Protect it from the sea
Protect it from the storm, eh
(Oia-I-A-A-A-I-A
I-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a

I-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Ah-ah-ah-ah)
Protect us from the storm, eh
Oia-I-a-a-a-a-a-a, eh

I-ai-eh
I-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a, eh
Oia-I-a-a-a-a-a-a, i-ai-eh
I-ai-eh

I-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a, eh
I-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a, eh
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Santamarea Lyrics – Santamarea

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Release Year: 1997