Riccardo Cocciante - Yo Canto
La niebla que se posa en la mañana
Las piedras de un camino en la colina
El ave que se elevará
El alba que nos llegará
La nieve que se fundirá corriendo al mar
La almohada aun caliente guarda vida
Inciertos pasos lentos de una niña
Los pasos de serenidad
La mano que se extenderá
La espera de felicidad por esto
y por lo que vendrá Yo canto
Tranquilamente canto
La voz en fiesta y canto
La banda en fiesta y canto
Corriendo al viento Canto
La vida entera canto
La primavera canto
Rezando también canto
Alguien me escuchará
Quiero cantarle
Siempre cantarle El aroma del café en la cocina
La casa que se llena de alegría
El ascensor que no va
El amor a mi cuidad
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Las ramas que se cruzan hacia el cielo
Un viejo que camina en solitario
El verano que nos dejará
El trigo que madurará
La mano que lo acogerá por esto
y por lo que será Yo canto
Tranquilamente canto
La voz en fiesta y canto
La banda en fiesta y canto
Corriendo al viento Canto
La vida entera canto
La primavera y canto
Rezando también canto
Alguien me escuchará
Quiero cantarle
Siempre cantarle
Cantarle Tranquilamente
La voz en fiesta y canto
La vida entera y canto corriendo al viento Canto
Yo canto
La vida entera canto
Yo canto alguien me escuchará
Alguien me escuchará
Alguien me escuchará
Riccardo Cocciante - I Sing (English translation)
The mist which lays in the morning,
A stone path of the hill,
The falcon which will rise,
The first ray which will come,
The snow which will be melt
Running towards the sea.
The imprint of the head on the pillow,
The slow and uncertain steps of a child,
The look of the serenity,
The hand which will be stretched,
The joy of who will wait
That is why and for what will come
I sing,
The hands in pocket and I sing,
The voice in holiday and I sing,
The band in the head and I sing,
I run in the wind and I sing,
The whole life and I sing,
The spring and I sing,
My prayer and I sing,
For someone who will listen to me,
I want to sing,
Always sing.
The smell of the coffee in the kitchen,
The house all full of the morning,
And the lift which does not work,
The love to my city,
People who will smile
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The branches which are intertwined in the sky,
An old man who walks always alone.
The summer which will pass then,
The wheat which will mature,
The hand which will pick it up,
That is why and for what will come
I sing,
The hands in pocket and I sing,
The voice in holiday and I sing,
The band in the head and I sing,
I run in the wind and I sing,
The whole life and I sing,
The spring and I sing,
The last evening and I sing,
For someone who will listen to me,
I want to sing,
Always sing,
Sing.
I sing,
The hands in pocket and I sing,
The voice in holiday and I sing,
The whole life and I sing,
I run in the wind and I sing,
I sing,
The whole life and I sing,
I sing,
For someone who will listen to me,
For someone who will listen to me,
For someone who will listen to me.