Italian Able Fellows ?

[LeftEyeNine]

Here are the lyrics of a song that's spinning more than anything else around my surroundings lately. I wonder if we have any friends willing to help with the translation of this into Italian.





È meglio una delusione vera
di una gioia finta
ma quando la delusione cresce
la pressione aumenta
sarà che la pioggia batte forte
sulla mia finestra
sarà che alla fine della notte
mi chiedo cosa resta

Però poi
arrivi tu
ti siedi dove vuoi
e butti giù
la mia malinconia
di vivere
e tutto sembra già
possibile per me

Preso dentro al buio che avanza
vieni tu a dare luce al mio giorno
trascinato sotto dall'onda
ho rincorso il mondo nuovo
la tua mano tesa mi è apparsa
e adesso sto risalendo
per favore non fermarti ora

Mio padre ha visto
il primo uomo andare sulla luna
e ora che è gia il futuro più
nessuno se ne cura
capita che mi sveglio all'alba
quando l'aria è fresca
pensando alle mie illusioni
di un'estate ormai persa

Però poi arrivi tu
ti siedi dove vuoi
e butti giù
la mia malinconia
di vivere
e tutto sembra già
possibile per me

Preso dentro al buio che avanza
vieni tu a dare luce al mio giorno
trascinato sotto dall'onda
ho rincorso il mondo nuovo
la tua mano tesa mi è apparsa
e adesso sto risalendo
per favore non fermarti ora

Quasi mille miglia
più lontano io sono
bella mia sogna
fino a quando io tornerò

Quasi mille miglia
più lontano io sono
della mia sogna
fino a quando io tornerò

Preso dentro al buio che avanza
vieni tu a dare luce al mio giorno
trascinato sotto dall'onda
ho rincorso il mondo nuovo
la tua mano tesa mi è apparsa
e adesso sto risalendo
per favore non fermarti ora

Preso dentro al buio che avanza...
che avanza...
trascinato sotto dall'onda...
...la tua mano tesa mi è apparsa
e adesso sto risalendo...



For God's sake, if anyone ever blesses me with the translation, shall the result not be of utter girl-boy-love crap.

If anyone's interested, here's the video clip that's cute to watch:

Neffa - Il Mondo Nuovo (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fiid12nPjME) ("The New World", I guess, no?)

[Csargo]

It is better to a real disappointment
a joy to pretend
but when the disappointment grows
the pressure increases
will be that the rain beats strong
on my window
will be that at the end of the night
I wonder what remains

But then
you arrive
you sit where you want
and throw down
my melancholy
to live
and everything seems already
possible for me

Taken inside in the dark that moves
you come to give light to my day
dragged under dall'onda
I have a new world flight
your outstretched hand appeared to me
and now I'm back
Please do not stop for hours

My father saw
the first man to go to the moon
and now that is already the future
nobody will care
happens that I wake up at dawn
when the air is fresh
thinking to my illusions
of a summer now lost

But then you arrive
you sit where you want
and throw down
my melancholy
to live
and everything seems already
possible for me

Taken inside in the dark that moves
you come to give light to my day
dragged under dall'onda
I have a new world flight
your outstretched hand appeared to me
and now I'm back
Please do not stop for hours

Almost a thousand miles
I am far more
My beautiful dream
until I come back

Almost a thousand miles
I am far more
of my dreams
until I come back

Taken inside in the dark that moves
you come to give light to my day
dragged under dall'onda
I have a new world flight
your outstretched hand appeared to me
and now I'm back
Please do not stop for hours

Taken inside in the dark that makes ...
that makes ...
dall'onda dragged under ...
... your outstretched hand appeared to me
and now I'm back ...

Best I can do :shrug:


It is better a true disappointment of a joy feint but when the disappointment grows the pressure increases it will be that the rain strikes strong on my window it will be that at the end for the night I ask what remains But then you arrive you are based where you want and it throws down my melancholy to live and all it seems already possible for me Taken within to the buio that she is left over you come you to give light to my day dragged under dall' wave I have run after the new world your stiff hand is appeared to me and now I am going back please not fermarti now My father has seen the first man to go on the moon and now that it is already the future more nobody of cures he happens that wide awake me all' dawn when l' air is fresh thinking next to my illusions of un' summer by now lost But then you arrive you are based where you want and it throws down my melancholy to live and all it seems already possible for me Taken within to the buio that she is left over you come you to give light to my day dragged under dall' wave I have run after the new world your stiff hand is appeared to me and now I am going back please not fermarti now Nearly thousand miles more far away I am beautiful mine dreams till when I return Nearly thousand miles more far away I am of mine he dreams till when I return Taken within to the buio that she is left over you come you to give light to my day dragged under dall' wave I have run after the new world your stiff hand is appeared to me and now I am going back please not fermarti now Taken within to the buio that it is left over… that is left over… dragged under dall' wave…… your stiff hand is appeared to me and now I am going back…

[LeftEyeNine]

A worthy effort, dear friend, however I'd still look to see if any natural intelligence can show up with the translation.

:bow:

[Csargo]

A worthy effort, dear friend, however I'd still look to see if any natural intelligence can show up with the translation.

:bow:

Yeah, it can at least give you a look at it.

[LeftEyeNine]

no u.

MOAR Italian able friends at least to veify Ichi-sama's effort please, no ?