[Lyric] Oxxxymiron - Пантеллерия Pantelleria English Translation (Genius English Translations)

[Intro]
Listen, man

[Chorus]
Stars above Pantelleria
Above a riad hidden in medina
From the whole world, through a baldaquin
They glimmer like your eyes in the night
In a planetarium in the middle of a desert
Night clouds are like fretwork on a ceiling
Reminding us of the Empire style of an old apartment
In a Soviet high-rise building we used to live in

[Verse 1]
A tree sprouts deep, be aware of that
Tremulant waters are an exorbitant treasure
A tree blooms and signals us
Nourishes gently and leads into the distance
A chipped mosaic under the leaves (A chipped mosaic under the leaves)
An abandoned park from a sequence of dreams (An abandoned park from a sequence of dreams)
Let your roaming squad of lions
Shelter you at all times
In the times when a slush makes up a beat
Capri and Amalfi are on it
Atlas and the Alps, distant lighthouses
A lazy summer in a courtyard
That's not a verse but a talisman
[Chorus]
Stars above Pantelleria
Above a riad hidden in medina
Blessed your steps on a path
Watching through Hail Mary's scarf
Grapes, dates, pomegranates, and figs
Apart from your beauty, are more bitter than mugworts
Like drunk Hasid told us while rolling:
"Next year in Jerusalem"

[Verse 2]
Darkness. A moon above Africa
Even in a military theatre, they have an entr'acte
Standing in front of the garden gates, look around:
Jacques Majorelle walks there with Yves Saint Laurent
Dodging between grass archways
Beneath our feet, gravel squeaks to the beat
The Maghreb sleeps, tick-tock on a clock face
Flickering with their petals, flowers sleep in an azure
A garth covered in ceramics and marble
A trail twined with blackthorn and laurels
A bird lands on a palm tree
A mirrored lion sits closely
They patrol your dream's perimeter
While your powers are napping
Let them grow. The cold will vanish above an alley
The spring is coming for a good reason
If a city goes insane it means the sun will come up soon
But until then...
[Chorus]
Stars above Pantelleria
Above a riad hidden in medina
From the whole world, through a baldaquin
They glimmer like your eyes in the night
Grapes, dates, pomegranates, and figs
Apart from your beauty, are more bitter than mugworts
Like Rabbi said to a muezzin:
"Look what stars are above Pantelleria!"