C'era Un Ragazzo Che Come Me

There was a boy
Who like me
He loved The Beatles and The Rolling Stones
He traveled the world
He came from the United States of America

He wasn't handsome
But beside him
He had a thousand women if
He sang Help, Ticket to Ride
Or Lady Jane or Yesterday

He sang long live freedom
But he received a letter
He gave me his guitar
He was called back to America
Stop! With the Rolling Stones!

Stop! With Beatles songs!
They told him to go to Vietnam
And shoot the Viet Cong
Tatata

There was a boy
Who like me
He loved The Beatles and The Rolling Stones
He traveled the world but then ended up
Fighting in the Vietnam War

Long hair
He doesn't wear anymore
He doesn't play the guitar but
An instrument
That always gives

The same note ta ra ta ta
He has no more friends
He has no more fans
He sees people falling down
He won't return to his country

Now he's dead in Vietnam
Stop! With Rolling Stones!
Stop! With Beatles songs!
In his chest he no longer has a heart
But two or three medals
Tatata