Testi di Who Was That Man? - Nick Lowe

Who Was That Man? (originale)

Who was that, who was that man?
Nobody knows all across this land
Who was that, that unknown man
Who was that, who was that man?
It was a wild and wet November night
And the rush hour was at its height
King’s Cross the venue that
The finger of death was pointed at
Among the crowd was a lonely soul
With a mission in mind and a place to go
Nobody knows where he was bound
When his fateful steps took him underground
Who was that, who was that man?
Nobody love him across this land
Who was that, that unloved man
Who was that, who was that man?
Through the open gates the victims poured
The high and the mighty and the skinned and scored
Up on the escalator they stood
That brown old thing was made of wood
A cigarette butt lit a fireball
Went all the way to the ticket hall
Mamas and papas and children died
But there was one left there for whom no one cried
Who was that, who was that man?
Nobody claim him across this land
Who was that, an unclaimed man
Who was that, who was that man?
The authorities through debris
On radio and TV did pick
Exclusive pictures in the papers
That made the general public tick
The powers that be were all aghast
About how this thing had come to pass
But none of them seemed to care at all
About the lonesome face on the station wall
Who was that, who was that man?
Nobody knows all across this land
Who was that, that unknown man
Who was that, who was that man?
Who was that now?
Who was that, who was that man?
Nobody love him across this land
Who was that, that unloved man
Said nobody loves him
Who was that man?

(traduzione)

Chi era quello, chi era quell'uomo?
Nessuno sa dappertutto in questa terra
Chi era quello, quell'uomo sconosciuto
Chi era quello, chi era quell'uomo?
Era una notte di novembre selvaggia e umida
E l'ora di punta era al culmine
King's Cross il luogo che
Il dito della morte è stato puntato
Tra la folla c'era un'anima solitaria
Con una missione in mente e un posto dove andare
Nessuno sa dove fosse legato
Quando i suoi fatidici passi lo portarono sottoterra
Chi era quello, chi era quell'uomo?
Nessuno lo ama in questa terra
Chi era quell'uomo non amato
Chi era quello, chi era quell'uomo?
Attraverso i cancelli aperti le vittime si riversarono
Gli alti e i potenti e gli scuoiati e segnati
Su sulla scala mobile stavano in piedi
Quella vecchia cosa marrone era fatta di legno
Un mozzicone di sigaretta ha acceso una palla di fuoco
Sono andato fino alla biglietteria
Morirono mamme, papà e bambini
Ma ce n'era rimasto uno per il quale nessuno piangeva
Chi era quello, chi era quell'uomo?
Nessuno lo reclama in questa terra
Chi era quello, un uomo non reclamato
Chi era quello, chi era quell'uomo?
Le autorità attraverso le macerie
Alla radio e alla TV hanno scelto
Immagini esclusive sui giornali
Ciò ha fatto battere il pubblico in generale
I poteri che erano erano tutti inorriditi
Su come questa cosa è avvenuta
Ma a nessuno di loro sembrava importare affatto
Sulla faccia solitaria sul muro della stazione
Chi era quello, chi era quell'uomo?
Nessuno sa dappertutto in questa terra
Chi era quello, quell'uomo sconosciuto
Chi era quello, chi era quell'uomo?
Chi era quello adesso?
Chi era quello, chi era quell'uomo?
Nessuno lo ama in questa terra
Chi era quell'uomo non amato
Ha detto che nessuno lo ama
Chi era quell'uomo?