Lyrics and translation Ernesto Tagliaferri feat. Sergio Bruni - Napule ca se ne va

Napule ca se ne va

E so′ sbarcate 'nterra Marechiaro
Tre cumitive ′e vascio â Sanitá
"So' doje coppie 'e ′nnammurate
Doje maeste ′ngannaccate
Cu 'e marite e nu cumpare
Viecchio "capo ′e suggitá"

E che tavula speciale
'Nterra ′o cato cu 'a frutta e ′o vino
Nu mellone dinta cantina,
'O cumpare dinta cucina
Ca "discute" cu 'a "principale-le"

E ′a luna guarda e dice
"Si fosse ancora overo!
Chisto è ′o popolo 'e na vota
Gente semplice e felice
Chist′è Napule sincero
Ca pur'isso se ne va"

Divotamente mo se fanno ′a croce
Comm'è ll′usanza, primma 'e accumminciá
'O cumpare ch′è ′struito
Fa nu brínnese "in pulito"
Lle risponne, a una voce
TTutta tavula: "Addó' va!"

′A sié Rosa ca se cunzòla
Pe' sti "suone" ca só′ venut
Pe' ′sta voce ch'è "fina e bella"
Pa canzone ch'è "Palummella"
Palummella ca zómpa e vola

E ′a luna guarda e dice
"Si fosse ancora overo!
Chisto è ′o popolo 'e na vota
Gente semplice e felice
Chist′è Napule sincero
Ca pur'isso se ne va"

′E ttre famiglie tornano vucanno
Nu poco fatte a vino tutt'e tre
′A varchetta 'e ccunnuléa
Na maesta scapuzzéa
'O cumpare parla ′e quanno
Quanno ′o guappo era nu rre

'E ffigliole, pe′ sottaviento
Mo se fanno na zuppetella
Cu 'e taralle ′int'a ll′acqua 'e mare
Ll'acqua smòppeta, fragne e pare
Ca ′e mmanelle só′ tutte 'argiento

E ′a luna guarda e dice
"Si fosse ancora overo!
Chisto è 'o popolo ′e na vota
Cente semplice e felice
Chist'è Napule sincero
Ca pur′isso se ne va"

My Naples Is Fading Away

We landed in Marechiaro,
Three crews of ships came to Sanità,
Two pairs of lovers,
Two deceived teachers,
With their husbands and a friend,
Our old master of seduction,

And what a special table,
On the ground with fruit and wine,
A melon in the cellar,
Our friend in the kitchen,
Discussing with the "leading lady,"

And the moon looks on and says,
"If only it were still true!
These are the people of the past,
Simple and happy people,
This is the true Naples,
That is also fading away."

Devoutly they now make the sign of the cross,
As is the custom before beginning a meal,
Our learned friend
Makes a polite toast,
They answer him, all together,
The whole table: "God bless it!"

Rosa sighs in relief,
For these people who came,
For this voice that is "lovely and clear,"
For the song "The Little Dove,"
The little dove that hops and flies,

And the moon looks on and says,
"If only it were still true!
These are the people of the past,
Simple and happy people,
This is the true Naples,
That is also fading away."

The three families return home intoxicated,
All of them a little tipsy,
The little boat slowly drifts away,
A teacher lets her hair down,
Our friend talks about the past,
When the gangster was a king,

The daughters, in an undertone,
Now make a little soup,
With crackers in the sea water,
The water simmers, sputters, and ripples,
As their hands are all made of silver,

And the moon looks on and says,
"If only it were still true!
These are the people of the past,
Simple and happy people,
This is the true Naples,
That is also fading away."