Paroles et traduction Alfio Antico - Occhi di ciumi

Occhi di ciumi

Muti sunu li me' schìgghi?
Comu a li ciùma, ucchiùzzi amati

Ucchiùzzi bèddi, sanginùsi
Ucchiùzzi saggi, 'bbannunàti

Dànnucci gioia a lu' me scantu
Tirannu petri cu 'mbastuni

Senza 'na stidda 'mmenzu allu scuru
Jennu 'u ciumi sulu sulu

Quanta ricchizza n'avìti datu!
Acqua di cielu a ciumi e funtani

Anima mia, quantu focu
Porti chiusu 'nta stu pettu

Càmpi e camìni a ruzzuluni
Sbalangata dormi e riposi

Càmpi e camìni a ruzzuluni
Sbalangata dormi e riposi

Dànnu curaggiu a la me' paura
Lavava i cischi e 'u culaturi

Dànnucci gioia a lu' me scantu
Tirava i petri cu 'mbastuni

Lu ventu joca e lu cannìtu canta
Lu ventu joca e lu cannìtu canta

E ju ca 'ddattu, a li to' vini
Unni a mangiari m'ansignaru
Li to' minnuzzi e li capìcchia

E ju ca 'ddattu, a li to' vini
Unni a mangiari m'ansignaru
Li to' minnuzzi e li capìcchia

Vulissi èssiri battagghiu di mulignu
Pi stari ammenzu a lu sunùri
Di li misi ranni

Vulissi èssiri battagghiu di mulignu
Pi stari ammenzu a lu sunùri
Di li misi ranni

E cantari marzu e aprìli
Ràpi lu passu e làssili iri

E cantari marzu e aprìli
Ràpi lu passu e làssili iri

Di petri e chiova vogghiu ca chiova
Ti pregu, fallu Pan

Di petri e chiova vogghiu ca chiova
Ti pregu, fallu Pan

Dati lu cumannu
A 'na mànnara di bistiùli
Ca 'nta nu gestu, ca 'nta 'na schigghia
Tutta sta zimma m'arrifùndi Zèusu

Eyes of the Rivers

Do you give hope with your glances?
Like the rivers, beloved eyes

Beautiful eyes, blood-stained
Wise eyes, abandoned

You give joy to my anguish
Casting stones with a crank

Without a star in the darkness
I travel the river alone

What wealth you have bestowed upon me!
Heavenly water to rivers and fountains

My soul, how much fire
You keep locked within this breast

Fields and paths rolling down
Unbalanced, you sleep and rest

Fields and paths rolling down
Unbalanced, you sleep and rest

You give courage to my fear
You wash away the filth and the sins

You give joy to my anguish
You cast stones with a crank

The wind plays and the reed sings
The wind plays and the reed sings

And I who stay by your side
Where they taught me to eat
Your tiny hands and your curls

And I who stay by your side
Where they taught me to eat
Your tiny hands and your curls

I wish I were the clapper of a mill
To live amidst the sound
Of the large millstones

I wish I were the clapper of a mill
To live amidst the sound
Of the large millstones

And sing of March and April
Quickening my pace and letting them go

And sing of March and April
Quickening my pace and letting them go

I want it to rain stones and showers
I beseech you, Pan, to make it so

I want it to rain stones and showers
I beseech you, Pan, to make it so

Give the command
To a pack of wild animals
That with a gesture, with a glance
Zeus may destroy all this envy