Repo! The Genetic Opera
Текст песни Chromaggia

BLIND MAG:
TANTO TEMPO FA
UN UCCELLO FATALE DI NOME
CHROMAGGIA
INCROCI? IN VOLO LA FRECCIA DI UN
ARCIERE
LUNGO LE COSTE DI LAVA
PER ANNI, PENSANDO DI ESSERE
INSEGUITA,
SCAPP? DALLA FRECCIA

CHROMAGGIA, CHROMAGGIA
PERCH? NON AFFRONTI IL PERICOLO?
LA FRECCIA ERA LEGATA ALL'ALA
E LEI VOLAVA PER LIBERARSENE

“TIRANDO LA FRECCIA,
ALTRI SON FERRITI PER MIA COLPA,
MIA COLPA”

GI?! VERSO LA BOCCA DEL DIAVOLO!
LA SUA FRECCIA, I MIEI OCCHI.
ENGLISH TRANSLATION:
Once, a long time ago,
Lived a bird, the fatal bird,
Chromaggia.
She flew towards an archer's
Arrow off the Islands of St. Paul.

For years, she had run
from the arrow believing that it was
chasing her.

“Chromaggia, Chromaggia”,
They asked, “why not continue to outfly
the danger?” They could not see that
the arrow was tied to her wing. She
flew to untie it, and free them both.

“By dragging the arrow,
Others are wounded by my
carelessness, my carelessness!”

Down! Towards the devil’s
mouth! His arrow, my eyes.

BLIND MAG:
CHROMAGGIA, COME TAKE THESE EYES...!
I WOULD RATHER BE BLIND!

Chromaggia

A long time ago
a fatal bird named
Chromaggia
met the arrow of an archer
while flying.
Along the lava coasts
for years, thinking it was being
chased
it escaped the arrow

Chromaggia chromaggia
why don't you face danger?
the arrow was attached to its wing
and it flew trying to shake it off

Pulling the arrow
others get wounded because of me
because of me

down! towards the devil's mouth!
its arrow, my eyes