Traduzioni da High&Slow

Avanzi (Leftovers)

Non ti ho presa al volo

e ora arrivo tardi

ma se tu fossi avanzi

ti leccherei dal piatto

Ti va un altro bicchiere?

Abbiamo tempo, ancora

finché il pane e il vino non si fanno polvere

il viaggio si fa ruggine

passato l'ora

è un vecchio trucco

che funzionerà

almeno finché siamo

nuovi

Siamo in un romanzo

nella testa di un tizio

perciò gli occhi raccontano

ma noi diciamo cazzate

Non parlo di sentimenti

abbiamo tempo, ancora

finché il pane e il vino non si fanno cenere

la solitudine colpa

vergogna il desiderio

è una chiazza rossa

che poi guarirà

sempre che sia

tu

persa in mezzo ai boschi

che ti fa la tua faccia

oh

vorrei proprio vedere

il vento che ti lega e ti sposta

i capelli

l'acqua in volo che ti tende la pelle

lì

mentre tengo fermo il sole per te

Fatti in casa (Homegrown)

Fatti in casa

tutti i solchi che siamo

fatti in casa

cicatrici e sorrisi

fatte in casa

le bugie che proviamo

fatta in casa

l'idea fissa che sei

Ti ricordi quando eravamo un cane?

Giorni lenti ad abbaiare al sole

ti ricordi quando parlavamo a Dio?

Canzoni rotte a caccia d'amore

Mezze verità dette piano e peccati inventati

mai detti prima e mai più detti a nessuno

ora siamo pieni di sentimenti sbraitati

che sentiamo di meno

Fatto in casa

ogni male a cui andiamo

sotto

il sole che misceliamo

fatti in casa

dietro al nostro destino

fatti in casa

e non andiamo lontano

Ti ricordi quando avevamo una corona

per ogni angolo della nostra città dimenticata?

Ti ricordi quando io e te eravamo

i re e le battaglie delle nostre storie?

Trovate di giorno e perse la notte

le armi e le ragioni della guerra

ora armiamo ogni giorno che uccidiamo

e sentiamo di meno

Moro & the Silent Revolution

High&Slow

Cosabeat 2017

mixed and mastered by Francobeat Naddei at Cosabeat Studio, Villafranca (FC)

Ready steady go (Morini-Gasperoni)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals

Lorenzo Gasperoni: acoustic&electric guitar, percussions, vocals

Enrico Farnedi: bass, vocals

When I die I want to be with you

still updating face-friends on what’s new

what I was & ate & used to do

Oh, ready steady go

I’m all I own

It’s spread so thin by now I might as well call it gone

Oh, ready steady go

I’m not I won’t

Some part of me not there is lighting back on a dawn

when everything was slowing down to you & me

everything lighting up to you & me

If I lie or glow I have my style

you will never see me when I cry

no proof on my wall or backup files

Oh, ready steady go

I’m all I own

it’s so locked up by now I might as well call it gone

Oh, ready steady go

I’m not I won’t

Some part of me not dead is trudging back to a home

where everything was closing down to you & me

everything building up to you & me

***

Deputy Brother (Morini-Gasperoni)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, acoustic guitar
Lorenzo Gasperoni: bouzouki, bass, keyboard, percussions

You’ve got eyes like warnings

mouth like you’re not here.

Your legs look like you’re going

your voice sounds like fear

If we don’t hit it off we

might talk it over –

found words tell you what you feel.

You’re in need of a lift be-

-fore you sink lower

Me

I will be your take it on

get it over

with & tie yourself to the

task in hand

plying your body & mind like a deputy brother

You can do much better

you’ve got legs that talk

eyes like suns in bad weather

flesh like pearls like chalk

But just looking at you now gets me down like stones

Why not spacing it out to find out what each wants?

If we can’t hit off we

must talk it over

tame words to say how we feel

I’m in need of a break be-

fore I get sourer

***

Going Down (Morini-Gasperoni)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals

Lorenzo Gasperoni: electric&acoustic guitar, bouzouki, bass, percussions

Nothing wrong with wearing robes

one shakes them off and carries on

you think I’m only having fun

I must be loving all my roles

But I’m not

anything you are

everything you see

only goes so far

well I’m not

sure I can explain

what it’s like to be

so steady & strong

in my core

ugly & wrong

in all I’ll never let you go and see

I’d love to claim these words as mine

embrace my actions like a son

you think I’m writing all my lines

& I do nothing I don’t want

But I don’t

I only know I won’t

take it from your mouth

I only go so far

why I’m not

even loud & clear

when I say I am

so steady & strong

in my core

ugly and wrong

in all I’ll never let you go and

see where I come from

there’s nothing gained by staying up late

or speaking up one’s mind I don’t complain

I’m fine with all the layers that I’m carrying on my

back to front or front to back my stay’s

not outstanding

anyway

You see me taking up my robes

shake off the dust and carry on

you say I’m fit for any clothes

you like my poise you call me strong

But I’m not...

***

Leftovers (Morini-Gasperoni)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, harmonica

Lorenzo Gasperoni: electric&acoustic guitar, keyboard, percussions

I didn’t take your offer

now all I do is late

but if you were leftovers

I’d lick you off the plate

Would you care for one more refill

baby, we’ve got until

bread & wine turn to dust

wanderlust turns to rust

now to past

this old ruse

is going to work

as long as we’re

new

We’re living in a novel

caught in somebody’s brain

and so our eyes speak volumes

but all we say is lame

I don’t go on about what I feel

baby, we’ve got until

bread & wine turn to ash

loneliness turns to blame

lust to shame

this old rash

is going to heal

as long as it’s

you

walking in the woods

your beauty creates around your face

oh

how I’d love to see

the wind that binds & floats

your hair

flying water bracing your skin

just there

while I keep the sun on hold for you

***

Beautiful freaks (Morini)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, acoustic guitar, bass, harmonica, percussions

Lorenzo Gasperoni: electric guitar

Francobeat Naddei: drum programming

Once I used to think

that every boy and girl I met were so cool

minds so full of things

my empty days would mark me out as a fool

now I know better than that

now I know better or at any rate

I know

When I was alone

every girl I met would be her own sun

seen, exploded, gone

a falling star that wouldn’t light my moon

now I know better than that

now I know better or at any rate

I know

Now I feel ready to welcome you all

my beautiful freaks

I love you so

I miss you so

When you threw me out

I spent days on end before that door

loud as I might shout

nobody opened it and said it wasn’t yours

now I know better than that

now I know better or at any rate

I know

Now I feel ready to welcome you all

my beautiful freaks

I love you so

I miss you so

***

Sisters of Mercy (Cohen)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, classical&electric guitar

Lorenzo Gasperoni: electric guitar, bass, percussions

***

Tense (Morini-Gasperoni)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals

Lorenzo Gasperoni: electric guitar, bass, keyboard, percussions

Being called off, I tried to draw you over

more phone calls than I’d care to count

each one more silent & slower

my aimless words left chasing around

oh, how did I blow it

when

I thought I had the whole thing covered

a new myself was up & coming

the peeling off of each new layer

I think it’s going on forever

We’re not, I know, ranged against each other

we look at what we miss, then we turn around

each night more silent & shorter

then gravity kicks in before I hit the ground

oh, how did I blow it...

***

Truce (Morini-Gasperoni)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, bass, keyboard

Lorenzo Gasperoni: electric&acoustic guitar, percussions

As if we listened to the radio

or our dreams stuck to us still

we get taken with our moving lips

and we sense our mouths closing softly

in silent appeal

what's coming

do we guess

guess we know when

our cool

passion gets in

along with the rest

still

there's no trace of a truce

As if stopping was still possible

I take stills & sketches of you

riding naked on a longed-for sun

that my fingers run on your skin

to make it a moon

what's coming...

***

Words (Morini)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, acoustic guitar, bass

Lorenzo Gasperoni: ukulele, percussions

So you say you’re speaking out, that

what you think is what you say, but

your looks tell a different story I’m looking at

I can’t tell you what it is, for

I’ve no words for what I see, so

I’ll look at your face & look like I think I know

I’ll show you what my body language is for

You take me on a tour of your demeanour

I’ll take the words that do

& try them out on you

No true meaning in our talk, oh

I could do without your calls, though

something in every silence is a call out loud

I might try to steal on you, say

if I cared about my face,

but yours is the only glass that’s allowed to stay

I’ll show you what my body language is for

You take me on a tour of your demeanour

I’ll take the words that do

& try them out on you

I know where to go but I don’t know where it is

***

Homegrown (Morini-Naddei)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals

Francobeat Naddei: bass, synth, drum programming

Homegrown

every furrow we are

Homegrown

every smile, every scar

Homegrown

every lie we make true

Homegrown

my addiction to you

Do you remember when we were a dog

we’d bark & idle as the day was long

do you remember when we talked to God

we’d pray our way to love in broken song

Hushed half-truth & made-up sin

never told before or since

now we holler what we feel

for a cheaper thrill

Homegrown

every seed we go to

Under

the night sunlight we brew

Homegrown

as we follow our star

Homegrown

and we never go far

Do you remember when we wore a crown

for every nook of our forgotten town

do you remember when we used to be

the kings & battles of our history

Found by day & lost at night

arms & reasons for the fight

now we arm each day we kill

for some cheaper thrill

***

All the stars (Morini-Naddei)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, classical guitar, reading, noises and percussions

Francobeat Naddei: synth, drum programming

Show me all the stars that you know

take me in your arms

I'm so low

feels like days

since I owned

what I say

won't you take me

away

Tell me that you know what I mean

even though I float

in between

empty space

I've been drifting

for days

come and take me

away

Just lie near me when I'm asleep

when I'm being born

hidden deep

in my den

come and call

me a man

wake me take

me away

won't you take me away

***

Someone (Morini-Naddei)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, acoustic guitar

Francobeat Naddei: synth, keyboard, drum programming

I tried so hard to be someone

but it turns out

I'm just as happy lying here

my closed eyes staring at the sun

and I did my best to win some praise

but as it is

I'm just as happy sitting down

at ease, unnoticed and unfound

Morning shining, shading into evening

summer fading into fall

like the leaves upon the trees

Sunlight softly seeping into darkness

touching ground as it gets close

like a seagull on the sea

if you move as quietly as a cloud

your hands will tingle with the rain

and your face shield the sun

until it shines again

and I pushed so hard to get somewhere

but I find out

I only need to push the door

and walk outside and see what's there

to feel

***

Low (Morini-Naddei)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, acoustic guitar

Francobeat Naddei: synth, keyboard

Simple the doors that we slam on our fights

simple the wrongs that one does for one’s rights

so complicated to find one’s way home

roads being so dark & so jammed up for some

who lie low, low, low

low, low, low

Simple our truths & so close to the bone

easy the target for every first stone

but how complicated the lies that we tell

the less we believe them, the louder we yell

and sink low, low, low

low, low, low

I’ve come here to take your side

You see me, go into hiding

You’re baring your teeth while I’m biting & dragging you low, low, low

low, low, low

Simple my memories, simple my thoughts

all of them spread out like babies in cots

but how complicated to join them with yours

unless we stop talking & use our love-Morse

and lie low, low, low

low, low, low

***

Gone (Morini-Naddei)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, acoustic guitar

Francobeat Naddei: synth

I love this song

I’ll stay longer

I’m not hungry at all

I’ll write novels

undercover

summer breaking my fall

Cherries on a tree

& shadows never seen before

Flares under my skin

cruel marvels you can do with stones

all very gone, very gone

I love this song

you think you’re strong

we’re awaiting mum’s call

a strange hunger

for a strange girl

no-one’s playing with my ball

Days that never leave

& faces never guessed before

Grooves under my skin

the years I’m gonna spend alone

all very gone, very gone

***

Stand still (Morini)

Massimiliano Morini: acoustic guitar, bass, harmonica

Lorenzo Gasperoni: ukulele, percussions

***

April (Morini-Naddei)

Massimiliano Morini: electric guitar, bass

Francobeat Naddei: keyboard, drum programming

***

Morning sun (Gasperoni-Morini)

Lorenzo Gasperoni: acoustic guitar, bass, percussions, keyboard

Massimiliano Morini: vocals

***

Saint (Gasperoni-Morini)

Lorenzo Gasperoni: acoustic guitar

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, keyboard

***

Country lights (Morini)

Massimiliano Morini: classical guitar

Lorenzo Gasperoni: bouzouki

***

Orange room (Gasperoni)

Lorenzo Gasperoni: electric guitar, bouzouki, percussions, keyboard

***

Lie to me (Morini)

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, classical guitar, harmonica

***

Once upon a tree (Gasperoni-Morini)

Lorenzo Gasperoni: acoustic guitar, keyboard

Massimiliano Morini: vocals, harmonica, percussions

***

Travel memory (Gasperoni)

Lorenzo Gasperoni: acoustic guitar

Massimiliano Morini: background vocals

Elisa Piraccini: theremin