Lyrics and translation Gianluca Capozzi - Nunn'è mai stato ammore

Nunn'è mai stato ammore

′E juorn e chesta vita mia,
Cchiù nir e chesti gallerie
Mentre sta strada porta 'a Napl.

′E vote curr pe vulà,
Ma po stu core nun cià fa
E riest ancora sott e nuvl.
Ma tu ce l hai fatta senza e me
Mentre ji sperav ancor
E nun me resta che capì.

E accussì,
Nun è maje stato ammor
E tu ce crir ancor
Si muor già pe n'at,
Chi ha sbagliato song sultanto ji
Ca t'agg dato o core
A cagn e stu dolore,
Sapenn ca nun si maje stata forse overamente a mia
Se fanno semp sbaglji
Quann nu core sceglie
Tra se fermà o sta senza e te,
Pe semp.
Ma na speranza sape sta
Cient ann senza se stutà
E quand vo se fa sentì cchiù forte.

Ma tu ce l hai fatta senza e me
Mentre ji sperav ancor
E nun me resta che capì.
E′ accussì,
Nun è maje stato ammore
E tu ce crir ancor
Si muori già pe n′at,
Chi ha sbagliato song sultanto ji
Ca t'agg dat o core
A cagn e stu dolore,
Sapenn ca nun si maje stata forse overamente a mia

Nemmeno int′ o lietto annur
Giurannm rint' o scur
Maje ir overamente a mia.
E′ accussi,
Nun è maje stato ammore.
Maa song sultanto ji
Ca t'agg dat o core
A cagn e stu dolore,
Sapenn ca nun si maje stata forse overamente a mia.

Se fanno sempre sbaglji,
Quann nu core sceglie.

It was never love

The days of my life,
Even darker than these tunnels
As the road to Naples.

Sometimes I want to fly away,
But this heart is unable to,
And remains under the darkness.
But you made it without me
While I still hoped,
And my only choice is to understand.

And so,
It was never love,
And you still believe it was,
When you are dying for someone else,
It was all my fault
For giving you my heart
In exchange of this pain,
Knowing that you were probably never mine
Mistakes are always made,
When a heart chooses
Between stopping or being without you,
Forever.
But a hope can stay still
A hundred years without fading,
And it is when it wants to feel stronger.

But you made it without me
While I still hoped,
And my only choice is to understand.
And so,
It was never love,
And you still believe it was,
When you are dying for someone else,
It was all my fault
For giving you my heart
In exchange of this pain,
Knowing that you were probably never mine

Not even in the dark bed,
Swearing in the darkness
You were never really mine.
And so,
It was never love.
But it was all my fault,
For giving you my heart
In exchange of this pain,
Knowing that you were probably never mine.

Mistakes are always made,
When a heart chooses.