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Canzone Appassionata

N'albero piccerillo aggio piantato
Criscènnolo cu pena e cu sudore
Na ventecata giá mme ll'ha spezzato
E tutte ffronne cágnano culore...
Cadute só' giá 'e frutte e tutte quante
Erano doce, e se so' fatte amare
Ma 'o core dice: "Oj giuvinotto amante
'E ccose amare tiénele cchiù ccare..."

E amara comme si', te voglio bene!
Te voglio bene e tu mme faje murí!

Era commo canario 'nnammurato
Stu core che cantaje matina e sera...
"Scétate!" - io dico - e nun vò' stá scetato...
E mo, nun canta manco a primmavera!...
Chi voglio bene nun mme fa felice
Forse sta 'ncielo destinato e scritto
Ma i' penzo ca nu ditto antico dice:
"Nun se cummanna a 'o core". E i' mme stó' zitto!

E mme stó' zitto, sí... te voglio bene...
Te voglio bene e tu mme faje murí!

Chiagno p'ammore, e cade 'o chianto mio
Dint'a 'sta testa: 'o chianto 'a sta arracquanno...
Schiòppa 'na bella rosa e i', pe' gulio
A chi mm'ha fatto chiagnere nce 'a manno
Lle dico: "Rosa mia, tu mme perduone
Si te scarpesarrá senza cuscienza..."
Ce sta nu ditto ca mme dá ragione:
"Fa' bene e scorda e si faje male penza..."

Pènzace buono, sí... te voglio bene...
Te voglio bene e tu mme faje murí!

Canzone Appassionata

I planted a tiny tree
I cultivated it with pain and sweat
A gust of wind has already broken it for me
And all the leaves are changing color...
The fruits have already fallen and all of them
Were sweet, and became bitter
But my heart says: "Oh young lover
Keep the bitter things closer to you..."

And bitter as you are, I love you!
I love you and you make me want to die!

My heart, once like a canary in love
Sang morning and evening...
"Wake up!" - I say - and it doesn't want to wake up...
And now, it doesn't even sing in springtime!...
The one I love doesn't make me happy
Perhaps it is destined and written in heaven
But I think that an old saying says:
"You can't rule the heart". And I stay quiet!

And I stay quiet, yes... I love you...
I love you and you make me want to die!

I cry for love, and my tears fall
Into my head: my tears are drowning it...
A beautiful rose blooms and, out of spite
I send it to the one who made me cry
I say: "My rose, forgive me
If you tear yourself apart without regret..."
There is a saying that proves me right:
"Do good and forget and if you do bad, think..."

Think about it carefully, yes... I love you...
I love you and you make me want to die!