Hello,
as you know one of my greatest passions is music, especially piano. This holiday season I wanted to score and lyrics by one of the most famous traditional Italian songs: Piva Piva.
C 'is a version for almost all regions, look!
VERS. 1
Piva, Piva the olive oil
gnacca, gnacca the oils that mark, I ate the
boeu trios and a cow, and a gouge
de scigoll
bagpipes, the bagpipe has never Sagolla.
Piva, Piva club goose,
mazzali you that I am lame, I
mazzada ier de sira
cont Ciar el de la Candil,
I mettuda in the hot
mangiàlla for daily de Natal.
VERS. 2 (VENETA)
If 's Child bearing gifts, ' s mom is spending the money,
Piva Piva, person 'a bagpipe, bagpipes bagpipes
, person' a bagpipe,
Sing, sing , el belo me flowers,
l 'is born Mr el me:
' s was born in Bethlehem,
between the 'Asen and' l bo '
ghe if not an nessolo gnanca Fassa, Fassa che'l
for good son
and 'the child who brings presents,
is the mother who spends gifts,
bagpipe, bagpipes, playing the bagpipes,
bagpipe, bagpipes, playing the bagpipes,
sing, sing, my beautiful flower,
was born on my Lord
was born in Bethlehem,
between the ox el 'donkey',
There 's band, even a bed sheet to wrap
that beautiful son.
Comment! Merry Christmas to All !!!!!
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