Don Salvato' [English translation]

Don Salvato', you that watch us from above

surely we turn out ridiculous

with all these veils before the eyes

we children of this earth, and this life

we are talking too often

even without being asked,

we now a mess, now a disgrace

it seems that we have become accustomed.

Don Salvato', the trees are crying

the fruits have become rotten:

poison, smoke and gray sky

when your hand is not reached,

and then fear next to us

in the midst of deserts of misery,

Carrions, pigs, row bloods,

dirty hands, hunger and thirst!

Don Salvatato' do we need

all this education

if even each shoe gets old

and if it doesn't die is a boot

and if you go with your heart ,no one helps you:

only you remnant slave of decency

It makes you stupid and happy.

and then you have a thorn in your heart

Don Salvatore, Don Salvatore.

Don Salvatore what do we do with it?

To believe between hope and good works

if then fate is up to you

and we have never right

and Arab people, or people of the Balkans

modern or ancient times.

Don Salvato', a little patience

if we still understand. nothing.

Don saved under your table

a loaf of bread, when it falls,

a sip of your wine of your son,

blood and nails amid the hands,

and if you go with your heart, no one helps you:

you only remnant slave of decency

It makes you stupid and happy.

And then a thorn in your heart

Don Salvatore, Don Salvatore.

• Artist:Enzo Avitabile
• Album:napoletana