Quando un musicista ride [English translation]

Why, when I'm sick [or feel bad], you tell me "it's all a spinning wheel"?

Why when I ask you "maybe go out with a friend"

You come here with one looking like a blueberry and even shows herself off?

Because I'm looking for a job... Don't find it.

Result: I've never got a penny

Because you talk shit1

And shoot and can't even aim!

Why do you mistreat me and call me ragamuffin?

Ah! Maybe it's because of the Milan2 scarf

That doesn't match my brown face.

Ah! No, I understood, it's because of the smell I carry

Belonging to someone who never had a penny

And with the blowing air

And the revolving sun

I like thinking... thinking that...

When a musician laughs

He puts his instrument down and laughs and doesn't look around

And doesn't fear, he isn't afraid of his simplicity.

When a musician laughs

It's because he feels like a true strange joy inside

Or maybe because they ate one of his pears... a pear?

Yes, it's okay... or an apple;

Yes, but part time!

And he feels his distress is fine

Since it's his sadness playing [instruments]

It's like in a concert while it's raining but it's outside

He looks around and starts wanting to sing.

And he feels his distress is fine

So he takes his instrument and plays

It's like in a concert while it's raining but it's outside

His eyes asking to apologize

1. Literally: you shoot bullshit2. Italian soccer team