Il vitello dai piedi di balsa [English translation]

In the grove of my fantasy

There's a fuckload of mad little

animals that I made up,

And they make me laugh when I'm sad

They make me laugh when I'm happy

They make me laugh when I'm average;

Basically, they always make me laugh

That fuckload of little animals

I made up.

There's the calf with balsa feet,

The calf with sponge feet

And guess who else:

There's also the calf with cobalt feet,

And the calf with tuna feet.

I made up four of them,

They are the animals of my

Fantasy and yours.

But one day the calf with balsa feet

Went to the calf with cobalt feet.

He said: "The calf with tuna feet

Is saying really bad things about you:

He claims that your feet

Are not made of true cobalt

But that they're actually four feet of bread

Covered by a thin layer of cobalt".

"My dear calf with balsa feet,

Your story is false:

My friend, the calf with sponge feet

Told me the truth:

He has hidden a bugging device

In your balsa feet

And in the tuna feet,

And so he discovered that you, only you

Always you, also you

Nothing but you, exactly you

You're the calf with balsa feet

Who made up a false story.

You accused the calf with tuna feet

And that's why your feet will be amputated"

But the law stipulates an additional penalty

For this crime: being forced to listen to...

In the grove of my fantasy

Now is a calf without feet

Begging for mercy, and that's when

A little friend goes near him:

"Let me introduce myself, I'm the homo bear

And as you guessed by now, I'll stick it up your ass"