Speakin’ Veneto

Never be ashamed
Speakin’  your dialeto
It’s surely the best way
To tell where you’re from.
The scent of your land,
The juice of your roots,
Your speakin’ tells everybody
That Veneto you are.

Your words are sweet music,
A song that cheers you up,
A fruit of that teaching
Your fathers gave to you.
Speak it at home and outside
Speak it clear and plain,
It’s nice your dialeto
For those who can hear it.

Don’t let to be dispersed
The tales and the songs,
The sayings and traditions
You are the heir to.
Since a newborn baby
With your first lullaby
On your mummy’s bosom
You’ve learnt it by heart.

This speakin’ reminds you
Of your warming hearth,
Sweet and dear words
You cherish in your heart.
You can speak the languages
They speak in the whole world,
But your truest speakin’
Dialeto forever’ll be.

Interpretazione di Ferdinando Offelli