Paroles et traduction Mario Merola - Guapparia

Guapparia

Scetáteve, guagliune 'e malavita
Ca è 'ntussecosa assaje sta serenata
Io sóngo 'o 'nnammurato 'e Margarita
Ch'è 'a femmena cchiù bella da 'Nfrascata

Ll'aggio purtato 'o capo cuncertino,
Po sfizio 'e mme fá sèntere 'e cantá
Mm'aggio bevuto nu bicchiere 'e vino
Pecché, stanotte, 'a voglio 'ntussecá

Scetáteve guagliune 'e malavita

E' accumparuta 'a luna a ll'intrasatto
Pe' lle dá 'o sfizio 'e mme vedé distrutto
Pe' chello che 'sta fémmena mm'ha fatto
Vurría cha luna se vestesse 'e lutto

Quanno se ne venette â parta mia
Ero 'o cchiù guappo 'e vascio â Sanitá
Mo, ch'aggio perzo tutta guapparía
Cacciatemmenne 'a dinta suggitá

Scetáteve guagliune 'e malavita

Sunate, giuvinò', vuttàte 'e mmane
Nun v'abbelite, ca stó' buono 'e voce
I' mme fido 'e cantá fino a dimane
E metto 'ncroce a chi mm'ha miso 'ncroce

Pecché nun va cchiù a tiempo 'o mandulino?
Pecché 'a chitarra nun se fa sentí?
Ma comme? chiagne tutto cuncertino
Addó' ch'avessa chiagnere sul'i'

Chiágnono sti guagliune 'e malavita

Bravado

Get up, boys of the underworld
'Cause this serenade is getting too sentimental
I'm the lover of Margarita
The most beautiful woman in Infrascata

I brought her the concert master,
Just to make me sing my heart out
I drank a glass of wine
Because tonight I want to get sentimental

Get up, boys of the underworld

The moon has appeared at the window
To let it see me destroyed
For what this woman has done to me
I wish the moon would dress in mourning

When she came into my life
I was the toughest guy in Sanità
Now I've lost all my bravado
Kick me out in the street

Get up, boys of the underworld

Play, young man, clap your hands
Don't worry, my voice is strong
I can sing till tomorrow
And put on the cross those who have put me on the cross

Why isn't the mandolin playing anymore?
Why can't the guitar be heard?
What's this? The whole band is crying
Where I should be crying, they'

These boys of the underworld are crying