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Caparezza - Argenti vive (English Translation)
A translation (in the description) from Italian made by me. All rights reserved to their respective owners. No copyright infringement intended. ENJOY !!
Argenti vive (= Argenti lives)
As we were ploughing the still swamp
A spirit covered in mud loomed up in front of me
He reached out for the boat
With both hands, but Virgil
promptly forced him back saying:
“Off you go, be gone among the damned likes of you!”
And I said: “Master, I would very, very willingly,
before we leave this swamp,
see him be plunged back into this sludge”
Shortly after, I saw the wrathful
massacring him so ruthlessly,
that I’m still glorifying and thanking God for it.
They were shouting altogether:
“Give it to Filippo Argenti”
To Filippo Argenti!
Hello,Dante!
Do you remember me?
I’m Filippo Argenti
The neighbour,whom in your Comedy
you place amongst these brutes
I’m the one who's drowning in the mud
Beaten up by all the demons around
What? You want to provoke me, oh sublime?
All you can provoke in me is sleep
Alighieri, look, quiver,
you fear me like erythema
Was it you who derided me?
You’re supposed to fight,
but you take to your heels and run instead
But,what prophet? Buzz off!
Hey, when-whenever,
say-say where, I'm damned,
but I'll whop you real good
That will teach you what happens when you speak ill of me
I wouldn’t curse you,
I’d harm you
You’re not divine, individual
If I locate you, I’ll dislocate you
Extolling your lover is for nothing
Dante, you can only provoke a drop in libido
The world is not for the poets
The world is for us, the overbearing
You go rhyming around
that you’re slinging me in the mud
But I am still Argenti
Argenti lives, lives and will
I am still the most feared in the city
I am still the most respected
so what are you making up stories for?
If this world is Hell
Then know it belongs
To Filippo Argenti!
Poet, you are showing disdain
To Filippo Argenti!
But everyone consecrates this kingdom
To Filippo Argenti!
Your tercets are wastepaper
My sets of five slapped on your face
Leave a mark
Poet, you are showing disdain
To Filippo Argenti!
But everyone consecrates this kingdom
To Filippo Argenti!
Your tercets are wastepaper
My sets of five slapped on your face
Leave a mark
Poet, you are showing disdain
To Filippo Argenti!
But everyone consecrates this kingdom
“Give it to Filippo Argenti”
Your tercets are wastepaper
My sets of five slapped on your face
Leave a mark
It's not true that the tongue
Is stronger than the sword
It's bullshit!
Keep at bay what you think
Snogged rhyme or spiked mace?
There's no dictator ,who abdicates
As a result of persuasion
Seems like no one even knows
what “abdication” means anymore
What are we talking about?
Attacking me won’t redeem you
It was you issuing directives
To annihilate every Ghibelline
Seventh circle, first ring
“Ye were not made
to live like unto brutes”
Nice try
You’re spitting revenge from Phlegyas’ boat
Congratulations on the directing
Argenti lives, lives and will
People love my ferocity
Even you, who’s drowning me
by fierce kicks in my mouth
Your name is Dante Alighieri
But your manners remind me more
Of Filippo Argenti!
Poet, you are showing disdain
To Filippo Argenti!
But everyone consecrates this kingdom
To Filippo Argenti!
Your tercets are wastepaper
My sets of five slapped on your face
Leave a mark
Poet, you are showing disdain
To Filippo Argenti!
But everyone consecrates this kingdom
To Filippo Argenti!
Your tercets are wastepaper
My sets of five slapped on your face
Leave a mark
Poet, you are showing disdain
To Filippo Argenti!
But everyone consecrates this kingdom
To Filippo Argenti!
Your tercets are wastepaper
My sets of five slapped on your face
Leave a mark
Keep away from the flames
Because you’ll get burned
Watch your back
Dear Dante
(The place) it's full of brutes
All the great orators
Have been driven out
By violent and brawny lords
Even the trees
Are fighting over a little bit of sun
The rest is just
Useless, beautiful words
I'm sure,that in the future
The young minds
Will be like Agenti
And the art will bear my name:
Filippo Argenti, Filippo Argenti
Filippo Argenti, Filippo Argenti
“We left him there, in the swamp.
And I’m not saying anything else.”
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