Below, I translated the lyrics of the song 'Â Duménega by Fabrizio De André from Italian to English.
Quandu ä dumenega fan u gíu
When on Sunday they take a stroll
Cappellin neuvu neuvu u vestiu
Brand new hat, brand new dress
Cu 'a madama a madama 'n testa
With a fancy hat on their head
O belin che festa o belin che festa
Oh d*ck, what a party, oh d*ck, what a party
A tûtti apreuvu ä pruccessiún
Everyone following the procession
D'a Teresin-a du Teresún
Of little Teresa, of big Teresa
Tûtti a miâ ë figge du diàu
Everyone looking at the devil's daughters
Che belin de lou che belin de lou
What a f*cking job, what a f*cking job
E a stu luciâ de cheusce e de tettín
And at this display of thighs and little breasts
Ghe fan u sciätu anche i ciû piccin
Even the youngest ones get excited
Mama mama damme ë palanche
Mama mama give me the money
Veuggiu anâ a casín veuggiu anâ a casín
I want to go to the brothel, I want to go to the brothel
E ciû s'addentran inta cittæ
And the deeper they go into the city
Ciû euggi e vuxi ghe dan deré
More eyes and voices follow them
Ghe dixan quellu che nu peúan dî
They tell them what they can't say
De zeùggia sabbu e de lûnedì
On Thursday, Saturday, and Monday
A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
In Sampierdarena, s*ck d*ck
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Foce, nutcracker thighs
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
In Carignano, third-hand c*nts
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu
And in Ponte Carrega, they show them their d*ck
A Ciamberlinú sûssa belin
In Sampierdarena, s*ck d*ck
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Foce, nutcracker thighs
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
In Carignano, third-hand c*nts
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu
And in Ponte Carrega, they show them their d*ck
E u direttú du portu c'u ghe vedde l'ou
And the port director who sees gold in them
'Nte quelle scciappe a reposu da a lou
In those c*nts resting from their work
Pe nu fâ vedde ch'u l'è cuntentu
So as not to show that he's happy
Ch'u meu-neuvu u gh'à u finansiamentu
That his new pier has the funding
U se cunfunde 'nta confûsiún
He blends into the confusion
Cun l'euggiu pin de indignasiún
With his eye full of indignation
E u ghe cría u ghe cría deré
And he shouts at them, he shouts behind them
Bagasce sëi e ghe restè
You're whores and you'll stay that way
E ti che ti ghe sbraggi apreuvu
And you who shout after them
Mancu ciû u nasu gh'avei de neuvu
You don't even have a new nose anymore
Bruttu galûsciu de 'n purtòu de Cristu
You ugly scoundrel of a Christ's port
Nu t'è l'únicu ch'u se n'è avvistu
You're not the only one who's noticed it
Che in mezzu a quelle creatúe
That among those creatures
Che se guagnan u pan da nûe
Who earn their bread naked
A gh'è a gh'è a gh'è a gh'è
There is, there is, there is, there is
A gh'è anche teu muggè
There's also your wife
A Ciamberlin sûssa belin
In Sampierdarena, s*ck d*ck
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Foce, nutcracker thighs
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
In Carignano, third-hand c*nts
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu
And in Ponte Carrega, they show them their d*ck
A Ciamberlin sûssa belin
In Sampierdarena, s*ck d*ck
Ä Fuxe cheusce de sciaccanuxe
In Foce, nutcracker thighs
In Caignàn musse de tersa man
In Carignano, third-hand c*nts
E in Puntexellu ghe mustran l'öxellu
And in Ponte Carrega, they show them their d*ck
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Fabrizio De Andre, Mauro Pagani