Paroles et traduction Rocco Hunt - Tu vuò fa l'americano

Tu vuò fa l'americano

Puorte 'e cazune cu nu stemma arreto...
Na cuppulella cu 'a visiera aizata...
Passa scampanianno pe' Tuleto
Comm'a nu guappo, pe' te fa' guarda'...

Tu vuo' fa' ll'americano
Mericano, mericano...
Sient'a mme chi t' 'o ffa fa'?
Tu vuoi vivere alla moda,
Ma se bevi "whisky and soda"
Po' te siente 'e disturba'...

Tu abball' o' rocchenroll
Tu giochi a baisiboll...
Ma e solde p' è Ccamel
Chi te li dà? la borsetta di mammà!?

Tu vuo' fa' ll'americano
Mericano, mericano...
Ma si' nato in Italy!
Sient' a mme: nun ce sta niente 'a fa'
Ok, napulità!
Tu vuo' fa' ll'americà
Tu vuo' fa' ll'americà!

Tu vuo' fa' ll'americà
E i collanoni d'oro non mi appartengono
Perché non sono come loro
Non parlare delle cose che non sai
Tu vuo' fa' ll'americàno
Mi dispiace nun ce la fai
Quanti figli di 'sta terra che sono emigrati
E che sognano l'italia lontana dai guai
Come se non ci avessero mai lasciati
Perché un terrone sicuro non muore mai

Come te po' capi' chi te vo' bbene
Si tu lle parle miezo americano?
Quanno se fa ll'ammore sott' 'a luna
Comme te vene 'ncapa 'e di' "I love you"?

Tu vuò fa' l'americano
Mericano, mericano...
Sient'a mme chi t' 'o ffa fa'?
Tu vuoi vivere alla moda,
Ma se bevi "whisky and soda"
Po' te siente 'e disturba'...

Tu abball' o' rocchenroll
Tu giochi a baisiboll...
Ma e solde p' è Ccamel
Chi te li dà?
La borsetta di mammà!?

Tu vuo' fa' ll'americano
Mericano, mericano...
Ma si' nato in Italy!
Sient' a mme: nun ce sta niente 'a fa'
Ok, napulità!
Tu vuo' fa' ll'americà
Tu vuo' fa' ll'americà!

You Wanna Be American

You wear those trousers with an emblem
A cap with the visor up
You spend a small fortune in the shops
Like a macho so you can get yourself noticed

You try to act American
Like an American, an American...
Listen to me, what good will it do you?
You want to live in fashion,
But if you drink "whiskey and soda"
Eventually you'll feel sick

You dance rock'n'roll
You play baseball...
But the money for your cigarettes
Who gives it to you?  Your mother?

You try to act American
Like an American, an American...
But you were born in Italy!
Listen to me: there's no point
Ok, my Neapolitan!
You want to be American
You want to be American!

You want to be American
And gold chains don't belong on me
Because I'm not like them
Don't talk about things you don't know
You want to act American
I'm sorry, you can't do it
How many children of this land have emigrated
And dream of Italy far from misery
As if they had never left us
Because a Southerner is safe, he never dies

How can you understand who loves you
If you speak half American?
When making love under the moon
How do you get it in your head to say "I love you"?

You try to act American
Like an American, an American...
Listen to me, what good will it do you?
You want to live in fashion,
But if you drink "whiskey and soda"
Eventually you'll feel sick

You dance rock'n'roll
You play baseball...
But the money for your cigarettes
Who gives it to you?
Your mother?

You try to act American
Like an American, an American...
But you were born in Italy!
Listen to me: there's no point
Ok, my Neapolitan!
You want to be American
You want to be American!