The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Les yeux battus la mine triste
et les joues blêmes
Tu ne dors plus
Tu n'es plus que l'ombre de toi-même
Seul dans la rue tu rôdes
Comme une âme en peine
Et tous les soirs sous sa fenêtre
on peut te voir
Je sais bien que tu l'adores
Et qu'elle a de jolies yeux
Mais tu es trop jeune encore
Pour jouer les amoureux
Et gratte, gratte sur ta mandoline
mon petit Bambino
Ta musique est plus jolie
que tout le ciel de l'Italie
Et chante, chante de ta voix câline
mon petit Bambino
Tu peux chanter tant que tu veux
Elle ne te prend pas au sérieux
Tu peux fumer comme un Monsieur des cigarettes
Te déhancher sur le trottoir quand tu la guettes
Tu peux pencher sur ton oreille, ta casquette
Ce n'est pas ça, qui dans son cœur, te vieillira
L'amour et la jalousie ne sont pas des jeux d'enfant
Et tu as toute la vie pour souffrir comme les grands
Et gratte, gratte sur ta mandoline
Mon petit Bambino
Ta musique est plus jolie
que tout le ciel de l'Italie
Et chante, chante de ta voix câline
mon petit Bambino
Tu peux chanter tant que tu veux
Elle ne te prend pas au sérieux
Tu peux chanter tant que tu veux
Elle ne te prend pas au sérieux
Tu peux chanter tant que tu veux
Bambino
Bambino
Bambino
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i love this song! bambino! anyway here is a translation to english for all of you who don't know french :P
Beaten eyes, a sad expression and pale cheeks You don't sleep any more You are just a shadow of yourself Only in the street you roam Like a heart in sorrow And every evening beneath the window you can be seen
I know well that you adore her (Bambino, Bambino) And that she has pretty eyes (Bambino, Bambino) But you are still too young (Bambino, Bambino) To play at lovers (Bambino, Bambino)
And pluck, pluck on your mandolin my little Bambino Your music is prettier than all the Italian sky And sing, sing your tender voice my little Bambino You can sing all you want She won't take you seriously
You can smoke like a cigarette man Sway your hips on the pavement as you watch out You can tilt your cap over your ear, It's not that, which in its heart, will age you Love and jealousy are not childs play And you have all your life to suffer like grown ups
And pluck, pluck on your mandolin my little Bambino Your music is prettier than all the Italian sky And sing, sing your tender voice my little Bambino You can sing all you want She won't take you seriously