fernando.

ebbene, in questo delirio, in questo momento di estrema lucidità, per ogni giorno che torno a casa, ho una canzone dei diaframma e due canzoni degli abba. e stasera l ami acanzone è dedicata al tango.
(e fafi sa perchè...)









Can you hear the drums Fernando?
I remember long ago another starry night like this,
In the firelight Fernando,
You were humming to yourself
and softly strumming your guitar,
I could hear the distant drums
and sounds of bugle calls
were coming from afar.

They were closer now Fernando,
Every hour every minute
seemed to last eternally,
I was so afraid Fernando,
We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die,
And I'm not ashamed to say the roar of guns and cannons
almost made me cry.

There was something in the air that night,
The stars were bright, Fernando,
They were shining there for you and me,
For liberty, Fernando,
Though we never thought that we could lose,
There's no regret,
If I had to do the same again,
I would, my friend, Fernando,
If I had to do the same again,
I would, my friend, Fernando.

Now we're old and grey Fernando,
And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand,
Can you hear the drums Fernando?
Do you still recall the frightful night
we crossed the Rio Grande?
I can see it in your eyes,
how proud you were to fight for freedom in this land.

There was something in the air that night,
The stars were bright, Fernando,
They were shining there for you and me,
For liberty, Fernando,
Though we never thought that we could lose,
There's no regret,
If I had to do the same again,
I would, my friend, Fernando.

There was something in the air that night,
The stars were bright, Fernando,
They were shining there for you and me,
For liberty, Fernando,
Though we never thought that we could lose,
There's no regret,
If I had to do the same again,
I would, my friend, Fernando,
Yes, if I had to do the same again,
I would, my friend, Fernando,
If I had to do the same again,
I would, my friend, Fernando...

p.s. per chi c'era stasera devo una citazione di una donna fantastica che non so descrivere se non come Gigino. So solo che quella donna è un genio e non posso spiegarvi in nessun modo quanto mi fa ridere. Ipse dixit:

"a me i malati terminali mi stanno sul cazzo!"