Paroles et traduction Cesare Basile - A muscatedda

A muscatedda

Me nanna ricia: a muscatedda
A muscatedda ra chiana com'era bona!
Me nanna, buttana! Gran buttana!
Me nanna buttana!
Me nanna ciccava u vinu ruci
Ciccava u vinu ruci je spatteva vilenu
Me matri chiangiu tant'i ddi voti!
Me matri chianceva!
Ora ci pensu, ci tornu je pensu
Ci tornu je pensu ca
Me nanna avia raggiuni!
A muscatedda ra chiana jè bona
Jè sta vita ca ni strazz'u cori!
A muscatedda ra chiana jè bona
Jè sta vita ca ni strazz'u cori!

A muscatedda

My sweet nanny: the muscatedda
The muscatedda from the countryside, how good it was!
My nanny, you scoundrel! such a big scoundrel!
My scoundrel nanny!
My nanny was sipping the sweet wine that was giving her joy
She was sipping the sweet wine that was making her spit venom
My mother cried so many times about it!
My mother was crying!
Now, I think about it, I come back to think about it
I come back to think about and say that
My nanny was right!
The muscatedda from the countryside is good
It’s this life that tears our hearts apart!
The muscatedda from the countryside is good
It’s this life that tears our hearts apart!