Paroles et traduction Domenico Modugno - Lazarella

Lazarella

Ch'e libbre sotto o braccio
E a camicetta a ffiore blu
Vuo' fa a signurinella
'Nnanze a scola pure tu
Te piglie 'a sigaretta
Quann'accatte pe papa'
Te miette gia' o russetto
Comme vire fa a mamma'
Lazzare'
Ma lazzarella comme si'

A 'mme me piace sempe 'e cchiu'
E vengo apposta pe' t'o ddi'
Vicino a scola r'o gesu'
Tu invece ma rispunne "e ggi
Io deve proprio retta a 'tte
Pe 'mme l'amore po' apsetta'
Che nn'aggia fa' nun fa pe 'mme"
Ah lazzarella ventata e primmavera
Quanno passe tutt'e mmatine
Gia' te spiecchie rint'e 'vvetrine
Solo nu cumplimento te fa' avvampa'
Ma lazzarella comme si'
Tu nun me pienze proprio a 'mme
E rire pe m'offa' capi
Ca perdo o tiempo appresso a'tte
Mo vene uno studente
'Nnanze a scola dio gesu'
Te va sempe 'cchiu stretta
A camicetta a ffiore blu
Te piglie quattro schiaffe

Tutte' volte ca papa'
Te trova nu biglietto
Da te scrive chillo lla'
Lazzare'
Ma lazzarella comme si'
Ce si' caduta pure tu
L'ammore nun te fa mangia'
Te fa suffri' te fa' pensa'
'Na sera tu 'lle rice no
'Na sera tu 'lle rice ma
Ma si nu vaso te vo' da
Fari segno 'e si senza parla'
Ah lazzarella o tiempo comme vola
Mo te truove tutte 'e matine
Chine 'e llacrime stu cuscine
Manco 'na cumpagnella te po' aiuta'
Ma lazzarella comme si'
Te si cagnata pure tu
E te prepari a di' stu si
Ma rint'a chiesa
R'o gesu'
Lazzarella
Lazzarella
Mia

Lazarella

You walk out with books under your arm
And your flowery blue blouse
You want to act like a grand lady,
When you're just a schoolgirl
You light a cigarette
When you're buying things for your dad.
You're already putting on lipstick,
Just to see the way your mother reacts.
Lazarella
But Lazarella, how is it

That I've always liked you more
And I have to come and tell you this,
Near the school of the Gesu?
But instead, you answer me "no"
"I need to take myself seriously,
Love can wait for me
There are things I need to do, not you."
Ah, Lazarella, fresh breeze and spring
When you pass by every morning
You are already looking at yourself in the shop windows
If someone compliments you, you blush,
But Lazarella, how is it
That you don't think of me
And laugh to make me understand
That I am wasting my time with you?
Now a student is coming,
To the school of the Gesu,
Your flowery blue blouse
Is getting even tighter on you.
You're getting four slaps.

Every time your dad
Finds a love letter
That he has written to you,
Lazarella
But Lazarella, how is it
That you've fallen too?
Love doesn't let you eat
It makes you suffer and think.
One evening, you tell him no,
One evening, you tell him yes,
But if he wants to kiss you,
Nod without speaking.
Ah, Lazarella, how time flies,
Now every morning you find
Your pillow wet with tears.
Not even a friend can help you,
But Lazarella, how is it
That you've changed too?
And you're getting ready to say yes,
But in the church
Of the Gesu
Lazarella
Lazarella
Mine