L’italiano – Lyrics Meaning in English – Claudio Capeo
L’italiano means “Italian”. The singer adorably admires his homeland, Italy, where he had fallen in love with the Italian beauty, flawless and superlative of all. He dances to her tunes with his return.
Singer – Claudio Capeo
Sur l’autoroute de mes premières vacances
La Dolce Vita qui sans fin recommence
Qui sous sa botte délicate cachait
La belleza de la terre qu’est la mienne
On the highway of my first vacation
The good life which endlessly begins again
Who under her delicate boot hid
The beauty of the land that is mine
A chaque fois qu’à la radio elles résonnent
Suffit de quelques notes pour qu’on les entonne
Chansons d’antan qu’on entendait de nos parents
Bien avant qu’on les chante à nos enfants
Every time they resonate on the radio
Just a few notes are enough for us to sing them
Songs of yesteryear that we heard from our parents
Long before we sang them to our children
Bonjour ma douce
La terre de mes ancêtres
Ma ritournelle
Mon seul amour peut-être
Bonjour ma belle
Belle italienne
Hello my sweet
The land of my ancestors
My refrain
My only love perhaps
Hello my beautiful
Italian beauty
Lasciatemi cantare
Con la chitarra in mano
Lasciatemi cantare
Una canzone piano piano
Let me sing
With the guitar in my hand
Let me sing
A song slowly
A la vie à la mort
Tu es mon seul trésor
Une histoire italienne
Cette chanson est la tienne
To life to death
You are my only treasure
An Italian story
This song is yours
Loin de la France le goût des grandes vacances
La douce vie qui sans fin recommence
Le goût de vivre et que s’enivre de chance
La route à suivre pour se retrouver soi
Far from France, the taste for long holidays
The sweet life that endlessly begins again
The taste for living and getting drunk on luck
The road to follow to find oneself
Le vent qui chante et qui de joie nous rend fou
Le temps patiente avant de passer devant nous
Y avait Nona y avait Nono y avait d’la joie
Partout la musique par dessus tout
The wind that sings and that of joy drives us crazy
The patient time before passing in front of us
There was not-not there was ninth, there was joy
Music everywhere above all
Bonjour ma douce
La terre de mes ancêtres
Ma ritournelle
Mon seul amour peut-être
Bonjour ma belle
Belle italienne
Hello my sweet
The land of my ancestors
My refrain
My only love perhaps
Hello my beautiful
Italian beauty
Lasciatemi cantare
Con la chitarra in mano
Lasciatemi cantare
Una canzone piano piano
Let me sing
With the guitar in my hand
Let me sing
A song slowly
A la vie à la mort
Tu es mon seul trésor
Une histoire italienne
Cette chanson est la tienne
To life to death
You are my only treasure
An Italian story
This song is yours
Lasciatemi cantare
Con la chitarra in mano
Lasciatemi cantare
Una canzone piano piano
Let me sing
With the guitar in my hand
Let me sing
A song slowly
A la vie à la mort
Tu es mon seul trésor
Une histoire italienne
Cette chanson est la tienne
To life to death
You are my only treasure
An Italian story
This song is yours
