Fuori Campo [English translation]

Did you find your truth, Marcellina?

Did you discover, little sister, what you like?

Did you burn your hats, your blue little dresses?

Your dolls, your rings, did you throw them down?

I just want to confide to you

that I’ve always liked a little

making you cry in the evening

and then run and embrace you.

I want to tell you, and I swear,

that I never had any advantage

of being able, while standing,

to pee on the wall.

Hey hey hey folks,

how's it going over there?

Here you don’t feel the life,

I will never go back. (x2)

Goodnight Garibaldi,1

stop barking.

Not even selling you for sale

you can be sold off.

Your somewhat Martian race

will protect you

from the love of a witch,

from her kindness.

If you were a little Christian2

you wouldn’t still wait for me,

you’d realize that, ultimately,

your master is a ruffian.3

If you weren’t such a dog

you wouldn’t have forgiven me

for having trained you

as a good soldier.

Hey hey hey folks…

Dear friend for my balls4

tell me what you’re doing:

are you still hoping in some star,

the one you don’t have?

Did you finally find that thing

you were looking for?

Your kinda Italian dream

under blue skies?

Stand still, don’t get pissed

you can’t even take a joke…

Old of a herder,

you started to play dumb.

Rush to make your own war,

face up and ass in the soil,

to throw stones to the sky.

Oh, what a fine warrior!

Hey hey hey folks…

1. Giuseppe_Garibaldi (1807-1882), the famous guerrilla fighter who contributed to the unification of Italy. 2. Garibaldi was firmly anticlerical.3. Possible reference to the Savoy monarchy.4. It’s a play on words taken from the idiom "amico per la pelle" (friend for life, literally “friend for the skin”).

• Artist:Piero Marras
• Album:Fuori Campo (1978)