Paroles et traduction Teresa De Sio - 'E Pazzielle

'E Pazzielle

O mare vene e va
E ll'onda se fa carè
Mille pazzielle 'ncoppa a rena.
O mare vene e va
Po' torna pe s'e piglià
Che le dispiace d'e lassà.
So 'e ccose ch'e perduto
E chelle che te si scurdato,
Stanotte tornano
Fatte e stelle e mare.
E firmate a guardà
E contale a una a una,
Mille pazzielle sott'a luna,
Se veneno a pusà,
è 'o mare che vò parlà
Cu sti pazzielle p"e criature.
So 'e cose chiù luntane
E chelle che so chiù vicine,
So 'e cose che nun 'e fatto
A tiempo a di,
So 'e lacreme e 'e resate,
So ll'uocchie 'e chi ha chiagnuto,
So 'e mmani e chi
Nun l'e dato a mano mai.
Ma nun te sbaglià
Cu sti pazzielle,
Acqua e mare no,
Nun vene pe restà,
Ma t' 'e ffa vedè
Na vota sola,
Comm' 'e suonne che
O sole fa sparì,
Po' s'e pporta e chi sà addo va.
O mare vene e va
E ll'onda se fa carè
Mille pazzielle 'ncoppa 'a rena.
O mare vene e va
Che nun te vò fa scurdà
E pparole che diciste ajere,
So 'e ccose ch'e cercato
E che 'o tiempo nun t'a purtato,
So 'e mille sfizi
Che nun te può levà,
So 'e suonne ch' 'e sunnato,
So 'e notti ch'ea passà scetato,
So tutt' 'e juorne
Ch'ancora hanna arrivà.
Ma nun te sbaglià
Cu sti pazzielle,
Acqua e mare no,
Nun vene pe restà,
Ma t' 'e ffa verè
Na vota sola,
Comm' 'e suonne che
O sole fa sparì,
Po' s'e pporta e chi sà addo va

'E Pazzielle

The sea comes and goes
And the waves become gentle
A thousand little waves on the sand.
The sea comes and goes
Then comes back to take them
Because it's sad to leave them.
They are the things I have lost
And those that you have forgotten
Tonight they return
Made of stars and sea.
And I stand and watch
And count them one by one
A thousand little waves under the moon
They come to rest
The sea wants to talk to you
With these little waves for creatures.
They are the things most distant
And those that are closest
They are the things I did not do
In time to say
They are the tears and prayers
They are the eyes of those who have cried
They are the hands of those
Who have never given them away.
But do not be mistaken
With these little waves
Water and sea, no
They do not come to stay
But they show you
Just once
Like the dreams that
The sun makes disappear
Then it takes them away and who knows where it goes.
The sea comes and goes
And the waves become gentle
A thousand little waves on the sand.
The sea comes and goes
That does not want you to forget
The words you said yesterday
They are the things I have sought
And that time has not brought you
They are the thousand whims
That you cannot get rid of
They are the dreams you have dreamed
They are the nights you have spent sleepless
They are all the days
That have yet to come.
But do not be mistaken
With these little waves
Water and sea, no
They do not come to stay
But they show you
Just once
Like the dreams that
The sun makes disappear
Then it takes them away and who knows where it goes