C'era Un Ragazzo Che Come Me Amava Beatles I Rolling Stones
C'era un ragazzo
Che come me
Amava I Beatles e I Rolling Stones
Girava il mondo
Veniva da gli Stati Uniti d'America
Non era bello
Ma accanto a sé
Aveva mille donne se
Cantava Help, Ticket To Ride
O Lady Jane, o Yesterday
Cantava viva la libertà
Ma ricevette una lettera
La sua chitarra mi regalò
Fu richiamato in America
Stop coi Rolling Stones!
Stop coi Beatles songs!
M'han detto: Va nel Viet-nam
E spara ai Viet-cong
Tatatatatatatatata
C'era un ragazzo
Che come me
Amava I Beatles e I Rolling Stones
Girava il mondo e poi finì
A far la guerra nel Viet-Nam
Capelli lunghi
Non porta più
Non suona la chitarra ma
Uno strumento
Che sempre dà
La stessa nota rrratatata
Non ha più amici
Non ha più fans
Vede la gente cadere giù
Nel suo paese non tornerà
Adesso è morto nel Viet-Nam
Stop coi Rolling Stones!
Stop coi Beatles songs!
Nel petto un cuore più non ha
Ma due medaglie o tre
Tatatatatatatatatatata
There was a boy who like me loved Beatles and Rolling Stones
There was a boy
Who like me
Loved The Beatles and The Rolling Stones
He traveled the world
He came from the United States of America
He wasn't handsome
But beside him
He had a thousand women
He sang Help, Ticket To Ride
Oh Lady Jane, oh Yesterday
He sang long live freedom
But he received a letter
He gave me his guitar
He was called back to America
Stop with the Rolling Stones!
Stop with the Beatles songs!
They told him: Go to Vietnam
And shoot the Viet Cong
Tatatatatatatatata
There was a boy
Who like me
Loved The Beatles and The Rolling Stones
He traveled the world and then ended up
Fighting in Vietnam
Long hair
He doesn't wear anymore
He doesn't play the guitar but
An instrument
That always plays
The same note rrratatata
He has no more friends
He has no more fans
He sees people falling down
He won't return to his country
Now he's dead in Vietnam
Stop with the Rolling Stones!
Stop with the Beatles songs!
In his chest he no longer has a heart
But two or three medals
Tatatatatatatatatatata