Paroles et traduction Sergio Bruni - Qui Fu Napoli

Qui Fu Napoli

Va cu te stu core amato
pe' 'sta via ca porta a mare...
Llá sta Napule allummato...
Mo ca scinne chesti ggrare
vide 'o mare accumparé...

Spanne ll'aria nu sapore
d'erba 'e scoglie e de magná'...
Na cantina 'e piscatore
tene 'o lume pronto giá...

Fuoco e zuccaro 'o mellone:
ce stennimmo 'nterr'â rena...
Neve 'e 'sprinia 'into giarrone,
'ncielo 'e stelle e 'a luna chiena...

E io canto: Qui fu Napoli!...
Nisciuno è meglio 'e me...
Dimane penzo ê diebbete
stasera só' nu rre!

Sentarraje 'ncopp'a la rena
voce a stesa 'e marenare:
"Tira, ohé... cha rezza vène..."
"forza ohé... ch'aónna 'o mare..."
"Tira... arranca... venga a me!"

Cu chitarre e lume a giorno
na varchetta passa e va...
rossa e verde è ll'acqua, attuorno...
tu nun mange, pe' guardá...

E i' te vaso 'sta vucchella
cu cchiù sfizio e passione...
'sta vucchella sciuliarella
'nfosa 'e vino e de mellone...

E io canto: Qui fu Napoli!...

Vintun'ore... ccá vicino,
nu rilorgio, ll'ora sona...
Forse è 'ammore, forse è 'o vino...
'sta faccella s'abbandona:
tu t'adduorme 'mbracci'a me...

Pe' cuperta tiene 'e stelle,
pe' cuscino chistu core...
Nonna - nonna a st'uocchie belle
só' sti vvoce 'e piscatore...

Dinto suonno, smaniosa,
mo mme vuó'...mo mme ne cacce...
Po' te scite e, vrucculosa,
t'annascunne 'int'a sti bbracce...

Here Was Naples

Go with you, my beloved heart,
along this road that leads to the sea...
There lies Naples, all lit up...
Now that these steps descend,
you see the sea appear...

The air spreads a scent
of seaweed and food...
A fisherman's tavern
has the light already prepared...

Fire and sugar on the melon:
we lie down on the sand...
Spray of the waves in the air,
a sky of stars and a full moon...

And I sing: Here was Naples!...
No one is better than me...
Tomorrow I'll think about the diabetes,
tonight I'm a king!

You will hear on the sand
the drawn-out voices of sailors:
"Pull, ohé... the net is coming..."
"Heave ho... the sea is calling..."
"Pull... haul... come to me!"

With guitars and lights ablaze,
a small boat passes by...
the water around is red and green...
you don't eat, just to watch...

And I kiss this little mouth
with more pleasure and passion...
This smooth little mouth
full of wine and melon...

And I sing: Here was Naples!...

Eleven o'clock... nearby,
a clock chimes the hour...
Maybe it's love, maybe it's the wine...
this little face abandons itself:
you fall asleep in my arms...

You have the stars for a blanket,
this heart for a pillow...
Lullaby - lullaby to these beautiful eyes
are only these voices of fishermen...

In your sleep, restless,
now you want me... now you push me away...
Then you wake up and, yearning,
you hide yourself in these arms...