Paroles et traduction Salvatore Cardillo, Luciano Pavarotti, Orchestra del Teatro Comunale di Bologna & Giancarlo Chiaramello - Core 'ngrato

Core 'ngrato

Catari, Catari
Pecchè me dici sti parole amare
Pecchè me parle e ′o core
Me turmiento Catari?

Num te scurdà ca t'aggio date ′o core, Catari
Nun te scurdà!

Catari, Catari, che vene a dicere
Stu parlà, che me dà spaseme?
Tu nun 'nce pienze a stu dulore mio
Tu num 'nce pienze tu nun te ne cura

Core, core ′ngrato
T′aie pigliato 'a vita mia
Tutt′ è passato
E nun'nce pienze cchiù!

Catari, Catari
Tu nun ′o saie ca'nfin′int' a na chiesa
Io so' trasuto e aggio priato a Dio, Catari
E l′aggio ditto pure a ′o cunfessore:
I' sto a fuffrì
Pe′ chella llà!
Sto a suffrì
Sto a suffrì, nun se po' credere
Sto a suffrì tutte li strazie!
E ′o cunfessore ch'è persona santa
M′ha ditto: Figlio mio, lassala sta', lassala sta'

Core, core ′ngrato
T′ aie pigliato 'a vita mia
Tutt′ è passato
E nun'nce pienze cchiù!

Ungrateful Heart

Catari, Catari
Why do you say these bitter words to me?
Why do you talk to me and my
heart is tormented, Catari?

Don't forget that I gave you my heart, Catari
Don't forget!

Catari, Catari, what does it mean
this talk that gives me spasms?
You don't think about this pain of mine
You don't think about it, you don't care.

Ungrateful heart, ungrateful heart
You have taken my life from me
All is gone
And you don't think about it anymore!

Catari, Catari
You don't know that even in a church
I entered and prayed to God, Catari
And I even told the confessor:
I am suffering
Because of her!
I am suffering
I am suffering, it is unbelievable
I am suffering all the tortures!
And the confessor who is a holy man
Said to me: My son, leave her alone, leave her alone"

Ungrateful heart, ungrateful heart
You have taken my life from me
All is gone
And you don't think about it anymore!