My Cigarette – Red Hot Chili Peppers: traduzione e testo canzone

Red Hot Chili Peppers – My Cigarette: traduzione e testo canzone

 

 

My Cigarette è una canzone dei Red Hot Chili Peppers contenuta nell’album Return of the Dream Canteen.

Di seguito trovate il testo e la traduzione della canzone:

Leggi anche —> Red Hot Chili Peppers – Return of the Dream Canteen: Testo e traduzione di tutte le canzoni canzoni dell’album

testo

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
One minute please while I sit back and reflect
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Sip from this glass of hours
We pass like faulty towers
My sweetness, it’s not weakness
Blackholes wink, but she devours

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Greek to me I don’t speak Latin
Island calling, must be Staten
Nat King Cole and Dick Van Patten
New York Dolls all dressed in satin

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
Just one possession in the life that we get
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Jumping Jiminy the cat is in the chimney
Curtain call and I need some anonymity
Trip my balls beat
Lost on Wall Street
We all fall
That’s my cross street

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

This business of forgiveness
Free your mind and we bare witness
Bring me windshield wiper fluid
Clean my slate so I’m not clueless

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Charming mister deadpan laughter
Walking towards the things we’re after
Dancing David Lee toastmaster
Take some chances that’s my rapper

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
So many daydreams that I tend to forget
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Jumping Jiminy the cat is in the chimney
A curtain call and I need some anonymity
Smokey defect
Time to reflect
My game
And now we eject

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
One minute please while I sit back and reflect
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
One minute please while I sit back and reflect
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Sip from this glass of hours
We pass like faulty towers
My sweetness, it’s not weakness
Blackholes wink, but she devours

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Greek to me I don’t speak Latin
Island calling, must be Staten
Nat King Cole and Dick Van Patten
New York Dolls all dressed in satin

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
Just one possession in the life that we get
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Jumping Jiminy the cat is in the chimney
Curtain call and I need some anonymity
Trip my balls beat
Lost on Wall Street
We all fall
That’s my cross street

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

This business of forgiveness
Free your mind and we bare witness
Bring me windshield wiper fluid
Clean my slate so I’m not clueless

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Charming mister deadpan laughter
Walking towards the things we’re after
Dancing David Lee toastmaster
Take some chances that’s my rapper

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
So many daydreams that I tend to forget
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

Jumping Jiminy the cat is in the chimney
A curtain call and I need some anonymity
Smokey defect
Time to reflect
My game
And now we eject

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
One minute please while I sit back and reflect
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
Don’t know how happy that a person can get
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette

traduzione

Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Un minuto per favore mentre mi siedo e rifletto
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta

Sorseggia questo bicchiere d’ore
Passiamo come torri difettose
Mia dolcezza, non è debolezza
I buchi neri strizzano l’occhio, ma lei divora

Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta

Greco per me non parlo latino
L’isola chiama, deve essere Staten
Nat King Cole e Dick Van Patten
New York Dolls tutte vestite di raso

Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Solo un possesso nella vita che otteniamo
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta

Saltando Jiminy il gatto è nel camino
Chiamata alla ribalta e ho bisogno di un po’ di anonimato
Trita le mie palle battute
Perso a Wall Street
Cadiamo tutti
Quella è la mia strada trasversale

Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta

Questa faccenda del perdono
Libera la tua mente e noi rendiamo testimonianza
Portami il liquido del tergicristallo
Pulisci la mia lavagna così non sono all’oscuro

Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta

Risata impassibile del signor affascinante
Camminando verso le cose che stiamo cercando
Ballando David Lee toastmaster
Corri qualche rischio che è il mio rapper

Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Così tanti sogni ad occhi aperti che tendo a dimenticare
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta

Saltando Jiminy il gatto è nel camino
Una chiamata alla ribalta e ho bisogno di un po’ di anonimato
Difetto fumoso
Tempo per riflettere
Il mio gioco
E ora espelliamo

Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Un minuto per favore mentre mi siedo e rifletto
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta

Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta
Non so quanto possa essere felice una persona
Mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia, mia sigaretta

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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