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Annascuso

Sta passione è nu sciore annascuso
′Na cannela ch'abbrucia stutata
Diavulillo tremendo e smaniuso
′Na trentina 'e denari arrubbate
Tutt'e notti m′è doce o′ peccato
Chisti vase scippate e brigante
Si' nu bbene ch′abboffa 'e mazzate
Si′ na freva a ducientequaranta

M'addulora sape′ ca' si' ′e n′ato
Ca' dimane nun tene dimane
Ca′ stu ffuoco è n'ammore maje nato
Ca′ sti core se lavano 'e mmane
E capisco ch′a mela è bacata
Ca' nun tiene carrozze o castielli
Ma si' ′o suonne ca′ faccio scetato
Tu si' o′ trucco, o' cuniglio e o′ cappiello

Sta passione è nu sciore cresciuto
Senz'ammore senz′acqua né luce
è 'na guerra ch'avimme perduto
Mano ′ngopp a ′na fronte ch'abbrucia

M′addulora sape' ca′ si' ′e n'ato
Ca' dimane nun tene dimane
Ca′ stu ffuoco è n′ammore malato
E sti core se lavano 'e mmane
E m′accorgo ca' ′o tiempo è cagnato
Steva 'o sole ma mo′ sta chiuvenne
Tu si' 'o suonne ca′ faccio scetato
Tu si′ 'a vita ca′ sonno durmenne

Annascuso

This passion is a hidden flower
A stolen candle burning low
A trembling, restless devil
Thirty stolen coins
Every night, my sins are sweet
These stolen kisses are robbery
You are a good thing that buries me
You are a fever at two hundred and forty

It pains me to know that you belong to another
For tomorrow has no tomorrow
For this fire is a love never born
For these hearts wash their own hands
And I know that the apple is rotten
For it has no carriage or castle
But you are the dream that keeps me awake
You are the trick, the rabbit, and the hat

This passion is a flower that grew
Without love, without water, or light
It is a war that we have lost
A hand on a burning forehead

It pains me to know that you belong to another
For tomorrow has no tomorrow
For this fire is a sick love
And these hearts wash their own hands
And I realize that time has changed
The sun was shining, but now it rains
You are the dream that keeps me awake
You are the life that I dream of while I sleep