Paroles et traduction Mario Merola - Napule ca se ne va

Napule ca se ne va

E só' sbarcate 'nterra Marechiaro
Tre cumitive 'e vascio â Sanitá:
Só' doje coppie 'e 'nnammurate,
Doje maeste 'ngannaccate
Cu 'e marite e nu cumpare
Viecchio "capo 'e suggitá"

E che tavula speciale:
'Nterra 'o cato cu 'a frutta e 'o vino,
Nu mellone dinta cantina,
'O cumpare dinta cucina
Ca "discute" cu 'a "principale".

E 'a luna guarda e dice:
"Si fosse ancora overo!

Chisto è 'o popolo 'e na vota:
Gente semplice e felice...
Chist'è Napule sincero
Ca pur'isso se ne va..."

Divotamente mo se fanno 'a croce,
Comm'è ll'usanza, primma 'e accumminciá...
'O cumpare ch'è 'struito,
Fa nu brínnese "in pulito"...
Lle risponne, a una voce,
Tutta tavula: "Addó' va!"

'A sié Rosa ca se cunzòla
Pe' sti "suone" ca só' venute...
Pe' 'sta voce ch'è "fina e bella",
Pa canzone ch'è "Palummella"...
...Palummella ca zómpa e vola...

E 'a luna guarda e dice:

'E ttre famiglie tornano vucanno,
Nu poco fatte a vino tutt'e tre...
'A varchetta 'e ccunnuléa,
Na maesta scapuzzéa...
'O cumpare parla 'e quanno...
Quanno 'o guappo era nu rre...

'E ffigliole, pe' sottaviento,
Mo se fanno na zuppetella
Cu 'e taralle 'int'a ll'acqua 'e mare...
Ll'acqua smòppeta, fragne e pare
Ca 'e mmanelle só' tutte 'argiento...

E 'a luna guarda e dice

Napule ca se ne va

We just disembarked in Marechiaro
Three groups of boats in Sanitá:
There are two pairs of lovers,
Two confused couples
With husbands and a friend,
An old "head honcho".

And such a special table:
On the ground, a jute bag with fruit and wine,
A melon in the cellar,
The friend in the kitchen
Who "argues" with the "madam".

And the moon watches and says:
"If only this were true!

These are the people of old:
Simple and happy people...
This is the true Naples,
Which is also fading away..."

Devoutly, they now cross themselves,
As is the custom before starting...
The educated friend
Makes a toast "in proper terms"...
The whole table answers him with one voice:
"Where is it going!"

Rosa is comforted
By these "sounds" that have come...
By this voice that is "fine and beautiful",
For the song that is "Palummella"...
...Palummella that hops and flies...

And the moon watches and says:

The three families return rowing,
All three a little tipsy...
The boat rocks,
A woman gossips...
The friend talks about when...
When the "guapo" was a king...

The daughters, quietly,
Now make a little soup
With "taralle" in seawater...
The water bubbles, breaks and seems
Like their hands are all silver...

And the moon watches and says