Paroles et traduction Alessio Bondì - Un pisci rintra a to' panza

Un pisci rintra a to' panza

Mamma, haju una fudda
Ri pisci rintra ′a tiesta
'A luna s′astutò
Mamma m'addumi tu?

A ghiriminni haju statu
Siempre 'u cchiù vinciusu
Sugnu accussì ma ′sta cunnanna ′a sai
'A sai ru′ voti

Quann'eri nica e ghiucavi a fari ′a mamma
N'aspittavi rui, quattru o tri
Ri masculiddi

Quannu ′a matina è acqua
Prima ca mi sveglio
Sientu 'na manu in capu all'occhi
Mamma, cu pò essiri?
′U tiempu si squagghia

E tornu a natari,
Un pisci rintr′a to panza
Io e tu, tutta una cosa
Ci pienzi, mamma?

Quann'eri nica e ghiucavi a fari ′a mamma
Iu nun ci criu ca 'un l′addisiasti mai
Una fimminiedda

Quannu 'a matina è acqua
E ancora nun mi sveglio
Sientu ′a carizza ri ddà figghia ca
'Un t'ha nasciutu mai
′Na frieve m′annagghia e mi squagghia

Natamu a miliuna,
'Na fudda ′i pisci rintr'a to panza
Di poi s′adduma 'na luna

Ormai nuotu sulu,
′Sta luna s'agghiuttìu sulu a mia
M'attigghia anticchia ′a pinzata
R′un aviri a nasciri mai
R'un aviri a soffriri mai
R′un aviri a fariti soffriri mai
R'un aviri a mòriri mai

A Fish Inside Your Belly

Mama, I have a hole
Inside my head a fish
The moon has risen
Mama, will you put me to sleep?

I have been on the merry-go-round
Always the winner
That's how I am, but do you know this condemnation?
You know it by heart

When I was little and I played at being a mother
I expected two, three or four
Little boys

When in the morning it rains
Before I wake up
I feel a hand on my eyelids
Mama, who could it be?
Time is melting away

And I go back to swimming
A fish inside your belly
You and me, one and the same
Do you think about it, mama?

When I was little and I played at being a mother
I don't believe you never wanted them
A little girl

When in the morning it rains
And I still haven't woken up
I feel the caress of the daughter
You never gave birth to
A fever seizes me and melts me

We swim by the millions
A swarm of fish inside your belly
Then a moon lights up

Now I swim alone
This moon has swallowed only me
The thought burns me a little
Of never being born
Of never suffering
Of never causing you to suffer
Of never dying