Angeli [English translation]

Angels

Angels

We're angels

Leaving Italy to go to Lugano

And always touching each other with the same hand

Like foreign land is a scam: this lake is scary,

There are too many banks. You need a samba, a witch

A bill

And it's night and I don't know where to spit:

It's so clean that it can't get dirty

A drunk that's bored comes out of a bar

He's not alone: he watches a little, even in Lugano

They have a slut

The striptease in that Lugano bar

Is performed by a woman with her teacup poodle

They go to the hotel to study new moves:

The girl is Lebanese, the poodle is from Turin

And has a bit of a cough

Angels

Angels

We're angels

A guard or a general, it's not entirely clear

Gives me a dirty look: I throw away the cigarette butt and that guy passes out

He's going to lecture me, but I make up for it

Because I pick up the still lit butt, I put it in my pocket

And start whistling

I whistle quietly because it's almost morning

Someone from Messina comes out of a pizza place:

He has high heels, he still has the apron in his hand

He seems tired and very sad, and I believe it:

He makes pizza here in Lugano

He came recently to work here:

He says it's tough, but you can also get used to it

And he's satisfied not doing anything in the morning

And with his motorbike he goes to see, goes to see

Where Mina lives

Angels

Angels

We're angels

A tall old man that resembles Garibaldi

Is on the street: he's cleaning it, it's very late

He stops, with the broom under his chin

Then looks up towards the sky and with his finger

Feels the wind

The night dies when the old man with the broom

Throws it to the sky and the sun returns to Europe

And everyone leaves here to work:

It's a sight to see

See the angels fly

Angels

Angels

So many angels

• Artist:Lucio Dalla
• Album:Lucio Dalla - Legacy Edition (2019)