Transposition of “Ma che aspettate a batterci le mani”.
Dario Fo, 1958
Dario Fo won in 1997 the Nobel Prize for Literature
© Paolo Bolzoni, 18 dicembre 2023
Why are you waiting to clap your hands
To shoot all who cross the border?
Kneel to the king of charlatans
The real clown living in Mar-o-Lago.
Everyone come to Mar-o-Lago in two hours
You will fill your eyes with rage
Your throat choking with disgust
And fear gives you three thousand heart attacks.
Hitler was crazy about this drama
Every evening plotting with his mates
He dreamed of staying in his bunker forever.
Now he is still crying and despairs
From that day the Allies won the war
And sees that Trump can’t ape him.
And all of you Americans will cry
When you see this drama to the end
When if you are wise you will learn
Never to vote for a clown again.
Don't worry if it's dark tonight
There are many puppets all around
With cyanide lighting their brain
To regret McCarthyism, which seemed just a joke.
Why are you waiting to clap your hands
To shoot all who cross the border?
Kneel to the king of charlatans
The real clown living in Mar-o-Lago.
You will see a wicked clown
In love with the vile Putin
Who betrayed the USA, crushed the right to choose
And thanked the Americans for the crime.
Flocks of sheep cheer on the streets
Celebrating free shooting everywhere
To wage war against migrants.
The clown who loves fanaticism
Who crushed welfare
And pockets the profit from his deeds.
Why are you waiting to clap your hands
To shoot all who cross the border…
P.S. For correctness, I informed Mr Jacopo Fo, Ms Mattea Fo, and Mr Gianluca Rame of my intention to publish this post.
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