Paroles et traduction Salvatore Cardillo - Core N'Grato

Core N'Grato

Catarí, Catarí...
Pecché me dici sti
Parole amare,
Pecché me parle
E 'o core me turmiente, Catarí?
Nun te scurdà ca
T'aggio dato 'o core,
Catarí, nun te scurdà!
Catarí, Catarí, ché vene a dicere
Stu parlà ca me dà spaseme?
Tu nun'nce pienze a stu dulore mio,
Tu nun'nce pienze,
Tu nun te ne cure...

Core, core 'ngrato,
T'aie pigliato 'a vita mia,
Tutt'è passato e
Nun'nce pienze chiù.

Catarí, Catarí...
Tu nun 'o ssaje ca
Fino e 'int'a na chiesa
Io só' trasuto e aggiu pregato a Dio,
Catarí.
E ll'aggio ditto pure a 'o cunfessore:
"Stó' a suffrí pe' chella llá...
Stó' a suffrí,
Stó' a suffrí nun se pò credere...
Stó' a suffrí tutte li strazie!"
E 'o cunfessore, ch'è perzona santa,
Mm'ha ditto: "Figliu mio
Lássala stá, lássala stá!..."

Core, core 'ngrato,
T'aie pigliato 'a vita mia,
Tutt'è passato e
Nun'nce pienze chiù.

Tutt'è passato e
Nun'nce pienze chiù!

Core N'Grato

My little one, my little one...
Why do you speak such
Bitter words to me,
Why do you speak
And torment my heart, my little one?
Don't forget that
I gave you my heart,
My little one, do not forget!
My little one, my little one, what does it mean
This talk that pains me?
You do not think of my sorrow,
You do not think,
You do not care...

Heartless heart,
You have taken my life,
All is gone and
You think no more.

My little one, my little one...
You do not know that
Even into a church
I have entered and prayed to God
My little one.
And I told the confessor:
"I am suffering for her...
I am suffering,
I am suffering more than anyone can believe...
I am suffering all torments!"
And the confessor, who is a holy man,
Said to me: "My son
Leave her, leave her!..."

Heartless heart,
You have taken my life,
All is gone and
You think no more.

All is gone and
You think no more!