Palomma 'e notte

( Sing: Peppino di Capri )
( Authors: Di Giacomo - Buongiovanni - 1906 )

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Original


Tiene a mente 'sta palomma,
comme gira, comm'avota,
comme torna n'ata vota
stu ceròggeno a tentá.

Palummè', chist'è nu lume,
nun è rosa o giesummino,
e tu, a forza ccá vicino
te vuó' mettere a vulá.

Vatténn''a lloco!
Vatténne, pazzarella.
Va' palummella e torna,
e torna a st'aria accussí fresca e bella.

'O bbi' ca i' pure
mm'abbaglio chianu chiano,
e che mm'abbrucio 'a mano
pe' te ne vulé cacciá.

Carulí', pe' nu capriccio
tu vuó' fá scuntento a n'ato,
e po' quanno ll'hê lassato,
tu, addu n'ato vuó' vulá.

Troppi core staje strignenno
cu sti mmane piccerelle,
ma fernisce ca sti scelle
pure tu te puó' abbruciá.

Vatténn''a lloco!
Vatténne, pazzarella.
Va', palummella e torna,
e torna a st'aria accussí fresca e bella.

'O bbi' ca i' pure
mm'abbaglio chianu chiano,
e che mm'abbrucio 'a mano
pe' te ne vulé cacciá.

Torna, va', palomma 'e notte,
dint'a ll'ombra addó' si' nata.
Torna a st'aria 'mbarzamata
ca te sape cunzulá.

Dint''o scuro e pe' me sulo
'sta cannela arde e se struje,
ma ch'ardesse a tutt'e duje
nun 'o ppòzzo suppurtá.

Vatténn''a lloco!
Vatténne, pazzarella.
Va', palummella e torna,
e torna a st'aria accussí fresca e bella.

'O bbi' ca i' pure
mm'abbaglio chianu chiano,
e che mm'abbrucio 'a mano
pe' te ne vulé cacciá.

Translation


Look at this moth,
How it whirls, how it flits,
How it comes back again
To tempt this candle!

Moth, this is a lamp,
It's not a rose or jasmine,
And you at any cost
Want to fly nearer to it!

Fly away from here!
Fly away, crazy moth!
Fly, moth, and come back,
And come back to the air so fresh and beautiful.

Do you see that I also
Make a mistake
And that I burn my hand,
Trying to chase you away?

Caroline, for a caprice,
You want to make unhappy an other
And then, when you leave him,
You want to fly away to an other.

Many hearts you are squeezing
By your little hands,
But in the end your wings
You can also burn them.

Fly away from here!
Fly away, crazy moth!
Fly, moth, and come back,
And come back to the air so fresh and beautiful.

Do you see that I also
Make a mistake
And that I burn my hand,
Trying to chase you away?

Come back, fly, nightly moth,
To the shadow where you were born!
Come back to the balmy air
That can console you!

In the dark only for me
This candle burns and melts,
But let it burn to both of us
Because alone I can't bear it!

Fly away from here!
Fly away, crazy moth!
Fly, moth, and come back,
And come back to the air so fresh and beautiful.

Do you see that I also
Make a mistake
And that I burn my hand,
Trying to chase you away.

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