primavera

[maxit]

this year we have to postpone spring, but ... a song about spring is no risk for healt. I just wont put lyrics cause it would result in a cruel long list of what we still can't do ;-) Just enjoy the guitar/strings!


 

[Hilary]

Utterly charming, I think, and I like the way the music builds.

I wanted to add a vocal to it though 

[Greeny]

Really cool! Some lovely piano and guitar interplay, and the spoken word rap is woven in really well. Love the way it builds up in melody and intensity. You always post really interesting, unexpected things :-)

[SE]

This is just cool lots of interesting stuff, piano,strings and guitar but for me the way it builds with that wonderful vocal, really excellent!!!

[danthecoat]

This is an interesting unusual track lovely music and that accent is great.  I cant help but wonder what they mean but i think its better not knowing

Nice idea!

[danthecoat]

This is an interesting unusual track lovely music and that accent is great.  I cant help but wonder what they mean but i think its better not knowing

Nice idea!

Utterly charming, I think, and I like the way the music builds.

I wanted to add a vocal to it though 

Id certainly second all of that Hilary

[Farrell Jackson]

A wonderful song! I like the layering of the instruments and the way you bring them in as the song builds. You rap-ish style vocal wrks real good here....nicely done Maxit!

Farrell

[Redler]

Nice one Max! The backer is captivating. This works!

[alfstone]

Max, this is SERIOUSLY splendid.

For all the not-Italian-speaking world, it would be great to add a translation, it would be appreciated so much more...

Thank you for this little gem!

Alfredo

[maxit]

OK Alf, and thank you all for kind comments! here's the google translator version of the song LoL ...

Spring

Flowing water, the first breeze
That still freezes a bit but doesn't break you
The salt enters your mouth
Sweet skin smell and hoarseness

The short skirts of the girls
And the fresh air in the middle of the buildings
Two children with a soccer ball
And the inevitable lemon ice cream

Eduard and Luca return to go out
One looks a bit like alain delon
Sorry do you know the time, is it the time - you say?
How cool the nice one a bit retro'

'I'm an Italian sing-a-song'
Up to Ireland an inter-rail
You and me, him and her
'I'll be very ok'

The kiosks burned down at the beginning of the season
They will rebuild them in time with the sun
'Nico's Ice-creams' you still read there below
Start over always
Is always our motto

How beautiful you are, if you weren't
My girlfriend I believe that today
With your hat and glasses black
I'm not kidding you I'm serious

Angelo dreams of nothing important
To be normal among the other people
To talk to everyone as if it were nothing
And don't always have to explain

Luca still dreams of flying
A space suit of his size
Luca dreams of touching the sky
without wings he really flies
Again, again, again

Spring
Spring

The short skirts of the girls
and the fresh air in the middle of the buildings
two children with a soccer ball
and the inevitable lemon ice cream
Again, again, again, again

Spring
Spring

Inexorable young witch
She has erased everything serious
She has fobidden every black rhyme
Again again again again

Acqua che scorre, la prima brezza
Che gela ancora un po ma non ti spezza
Ti entra in bocca la salsedine
odor di pelle dolce e la raucedine

Le gonne corte delle ragazze
e l'aria fresca in mezzo ai palazzi
due bambini con un pallone
e l'immancabile gelato
al limone

eduard e luca ritornano a uscire
uno somiglia un po ad alain delon
scusa sai l'ora, è ora – che dici?
Che figo quello bello un po' retro

I'm an italian sing-a-song
Fino in irlanda un interrail
Io e te, lui e lei
I'll be very ok

I chioschi bruciati a inizio stagione
Li ricostruiranno in tempo col sole
Gelateria Nico leggi ancora lì sotto
Ricominciare sempre
È sempre il nostro motto

Che bella sei, se tu non fossi
La mia ragazza io credo che oggi
Con il cappello e gli occhiali neri, oh
Mica ti prendo in giro sono seri- oh

Angelo sogna niente di importante
Esser normale in mezzo all'altra gente
Parlare a tutti come fosse niente
E non dovere rispiegare sempre

Luca sogna ancora di volare
Della sua taglia una tuta spaziale
Luca sogna di toccare il cielo senza le ali vola davvero
Ancora

Le gonne corte delle ragazze
e l'aria fresca in mezzo ai palazzi
due bambini con un pallone
e l'immancabile gelato
al limone

Primavera
Primavera
Primavera
Primavera

Inesorabile giovane strega
Ha cancellato ogni cosa seria
Ha cancellato ogni rima nera
Ancora ancora ancora e ancora