Translation of the song Pitzinnos in sa gherra artist Tazenda
Pitzinnos in sa gherra
Children at war
Si ses de mutria mala
If you're in a bad mood
Morigande in sos pensamentos
Stirring your thoughts
E lestra de su grecu s’ala
And the fast wing of the north-east wind
Ispinghet ecos de lamentos
Drives echoes of wails,
Tue brinca sos trabentos
Skip precipices
E bessi dae su ludu:
And come out of mud:
Puru si non as a ottenner bantos
Even if you won’t get any award,
Proa a dare un’azudu
Try to give a help.
No iscurtes sas muidas
Don’t listen to the murmurs
Lassa puru sas peadas
And leave your footprints
Sa tristesa como est luida
Sadness is redeemed now
E de realidade aundada
And flooded with reality
Arantzos in bucca a sos pitzinnos
Children with oranges in their mouth,
A sa muda in sa rena, setzidos
Sitting silent in the sand,
Fusileddos in sa pala
Small guns on their shoulders,
Pedras in sa bertula
Stones in their haversacks
Issos cherent una terra
They want a land
Pitzinnos in sa gherra
Children at war
Su destinu in sos isteddos (falet subra a sos piseddos)
The destiny in the stars (may it descend on the kids)
Est dromende a brente a chelu (un’ateru chelu pro lentolu)
Is sleeping belly skyward (another sky as a sheet)
Tue brinca sos trabentos
Skip precipices
E bessi dae su ludu:
And come out of mud:
Puru si non as a ottener bantos
Even if you won’t get any award,
Proa a dare un’azudu
Try to give a help.
Fintzas a cando sa pena
Until the pain
Su mundu in sas manos at a aere
Will hold the world in its hands
Ischidatinche in bona lena
Wake up with a good will
Fortzis ja juches su chi cheres
Perhaps you already have what you want
Arantzos in bucca a sos pitzinnos
Children with oranges in their mouth,
A sa muda in sa rena, setzidos
Sitting silent in the sand,
Fusileddos in sa pala
Small guns on their shoulders,
Pedras in sa bertula
Stones in their haversacks
Issos cherent una terra
They want a land
Pitzinnos in sa gherra
Children at war
Trenta, quaranta, cinquanta
Thirty, forty, fifty
Mitragliatrice canta
Machine gun sings
A tenore
Polyphonic songs
Tutti seduti giù per terra
All sitting down to the ground
Quaranta, cinquanta, cinquantuno
Forty, fifty, fifty one
Ferite di coltello nel cuore
knife wounds in your heart
Pitzinnos, pitzinnos
Children, children
Pitzinnos in sa gherra
Children at war