Regina Coeli [English translation]

An old man on 8th, I make him take a seat

and every kiddo calls me bruh,

Trastevere1 is beautiful even without me

But less beautiful without you.

The grattacheccaro2's open from June to September,

all the waters in Rome are good to drink,

I was at Calisto3 most nights

with my madmen in the hood,

I get a drink and

half of Rome goes "Ahò, ahò, ahò"4

half of Rome goes "Ahò, ahò, ahò."

A miracle, it rains oranges in Regina Coeli5,

they shout "Coatte, Rome can't be beaten",6

There's a gutter punk with a dog in bad shape,

I leave him the euro in the shopping cart for food,

the gypsy out here asking for money

is sitting all doing without doing jack shit.

I crashed my minicar behind the charity shop,

we sign a CID7, but we'd need a VAR

Hey, meadows of tobacco, an echo among the buildings,

the wind drowns the gravel in the concrete

and fines flows on a Fiat Cinquecento

abandoned for a lifetime in central Rome.

She says "If you smoke you'll need a nasal spray in the long run"

I can't breathe you this morning

And I don't need even need much in life

I just need a margherita pizza with chili peppers

An old man on 8th, I make him take a seat

and every kiddo calls me bruh,

Trastevere1 is beautiful even without me

But less beautiful without you.

The grattacheccaro2's open from June to September,

all the waters in Rome are good to drink,

I was at Calisto3 most nights

with my madmen in the hood,

I get a drink and

half of Rome goes "Ahò, ahò, ahò"4

half of Rome goes "Ahò, ahò, ahò".

We're gonna fly for free, discounts on Rome-Cuba

and I'm a thief, because you were selling like hot cakes

and I stole you from that bad affair.

It was over months ago and we sucked it up,

but I stay in Rome, Rome, Rome, beautiful Rome,

your smile tastes like Rome.

Seagulls peck in the garbage,

the window cleaner bullies me,

the guards at the bar, the hawkers, the oven in the ghetto

everybody was there, the Cynar, the little bar

the "I love you's" that I never told you.

You cook, I'll clear the table,

you take the tram and I don't feel like it, so I stay in bed,

you just left and I already miss you a lot,

as the wind smokes your cigarette,

the antennas on the roof are slow dancing.

Ahò, ahò, ahò (every kid calls me bruh)

Ahò, ahò, ahò (Trastevere is beautiful even without me,

but less beautiful without you).

The grattacheccaro2's open from June to September,

all the waters in Rome are good to drink,

I was at Calisto3 most nights

with my madmen in the hood, I get a drink

An old man on 8th, I make him take a seat

and every kiddo calls me bruh,

Trastevere1 is beautiful even without me

But less beautiful without you.

The grattacheccaro2's open from June to September,

all the waters in Rome are good to drink,

I was at Calisto3 most nights

with my madmen in the hood, I get a drink and

half of Rome goes "Ahò, ahò, ahò"4

"Ahò, ahò, ahò".

"Ahò, ahò, ahò".

"Ahò, ahò, ahò".

"Ahò, ahò, ahò".

"Ahò, ahò, ahò".

1. a. b. c. A river in Rome.2. a. b. c. d. A pub in Rome.3. a. b. c. d. Another pub in Rome.4. a. b. c. Very common vocative in Rome.5. A jail in Rome.6. "Coatto" (-i, -e plural) is a regional slang term from the Roman dialect, with a playful and sometimes derogatory vein, to indicate an unsophisticated, boorish individual.7. An agreement between insurance companies, as required by Italian law.