Paroles et traduction en anglais Giusy Attanasio - 'O silenzio 'e 'na storia

'O silenzio 'e 'na storia

Tant ′o sacc ca song ij a sbaglià
Pecchè me trov ancor ccà
Mezza spugliat 'a te guardà
Cercann sul e m′arrubbà nu sentiment pe mità
M'illud ca po' riest ccà
Mentr tu te viest ij torn a perder
Chillu poc ′e dignità tratten ′e lacrm
Chistu succer quand tannammur 'e chi appartien ′a nat
Tutt 'e pnsier tremmn ′e paur fann sta scetat
A gelusia fa spazij rint 'o core e a me me capitat
Murev ′a rint quand t'agg vist nsiem a chella llà
Chist succer pe chi fa l'amant e viv rint ′o scur
Pecchè na storia c′adda sta in silenzj nun pó fa rummor
Pigliass a pugn pur 'o core mbiett e o ress a coccrun
Pecchè ′o segret ca me port arint è assaje chiù fort 'e me
E me fa mal...
Rimman nun me puó chiammà
Maggià sta zitt c′aggia fà, pe te me sacc accuntentà
Ogni juorn me sent chiù fragil
E me sent a chiù cattiv 'e tutt ′e femmene
Chistu succer quand tannammur 'e chi appartien 'a nat
Tutt ′e pnsier tremmn ′e paur fann sta scetat
A gelusia fa spazij rint 'o core e a me me capitat
Murev ′a rint quand t'agg vist nsiem a chella llà
Chist succer pe chi fa l′amant e viv rint 'o scur
Pecchè na storia c′adda sta in silenzj nun pó fa rummor
Pigliass a pugn pur 'o core mbiett e o ress a coccrun
Pecchè 'o segret ca me port arint è assaje chiù fort ′e me
E ma pigl cu mme quand parln ′e te
Me sto zitt e nun l'anna sapè
Ca nu poc si ′o mij rint 'a sta vita mij
C′ peccat...
Appartien già 'a nata...

The Silence of a Tale

I know I'm the one who messed up
Because I'm still here
Half naked watching you
Trying to steal a feeling from you
I fool myself that I can still succeed in this
While you get dressed and I lose again
That little bit of dignity holds back my tears
This happens when you fall in love with someone who belongs to the night
All thoughts tremble with fear, driving me mad
Jealousy makes space in my heart and it's happening to me
I died inside when I saw you with her
This happens to those who play the lover and live in the shadows
Because a story must remain silent, it cannot make a sound
I would rather take a punch to my heart than shout and disturb you
Because the secret I carry within is much stronger than me
And it hurts me...
Stay, you can't call me
I must swallow this silence, for you I can be content
Every day I feel more fragile
And I feel the worst of all women
This happens when you fall in love with someone who belongs to the night
All thoughts tremble with fear, driving me mad
Jealousy makes space in my heart and it's happening to me
I died inside when I saw you with her
This happens to those who play the lover and live in the shadows
Because a story must remain silent, it cannot make a sound
I would rather take a punch to my heart than shout and disturb you
Because the secret I carry within is much stronger than me
And they take me with them when they speak of you
I keep quiet and don't let them know
That you are a bit of my heart in this life of mine
What a sin...
You already belong to the night...