Текст и перевод песни Daniele Sepe - Tammurriata nera

Tammurriata nera

Io nun capisco, ê vvote, che succede...
E chello ca se vede,
Nun se crede! nun se crede!
E' nato nu criaturo niro, niro...
E 'a mamma 'o chiamma Giro,
Sissignore, 'o chiamma Giro...

Séh! gira e vota, séh...
Séh! vota e gira, séh...
Ca tu 'o chiamme Ciccio o 'Ntuono,
Ca tu 'o chiamme Peppe o Giro,
Chillo, o fatto, è niro, niro,
Niro, niro comm'a che!...

'O contano 'e ccummare chist'affare:
"Sti fatte nun só' rare,
Se ne contano a migliara!
A 'e vvote basta sulo na guardata,
E 'a femmena è restata,
Sott"a botta, 'mpressiunata..."
Séh! na guardata, séh...
Séh! na 'mpressione, séh...
Va' truvanno mo chi è stato
Ch'ha cugliuto buono 'o tiro:
Chillo, 'o fatto, è niro, niro,
Niro, niro comm'a che!...

Ha ditto 'o parulano: "Embè parlammo,
Pecché, si raggiunammo,
Chistu fatto nce 'o spiegammo!
Addó' pastíne 'o ggrano, 'o ggrano cresce...
Riesce o nun riesce,
Sempe è grano chello ch'esce!"
Mé', dillo a mamma, mé'...
Mé', dillo pure a me...
Ca tu 'o chiamme Ciccio o 'Ntuono,
Ca tu 'o chiamme Peppe o Giro,
Chillo...'o ninno, è niro, niro,
Niro, niro comm'a che!...

Black Tammurriata

I don't understand what's going on at times...
And what is seen,
Is not believed! is not believed!
A black child was born, black...
And his mother calls him Giro,
Yes sir, she calls him Giro...

Hey! go around, hey...
Hey! go around, hey...
Call him Ciccio or 'Ntuono,
Call him Peppe or Giro,
That one, the fact is, is black, black,
Black, black like that!...

The godmother tells me this story:
"These things are not rare,
There are thousands of them!
Sometimes just a look is enough,
And the woman is left,
Overwhelmed, impressed..."
Hey! a look, hey...
Hey! an impression, hey...
Now go find out who it was
Who got a good shot:
That one, the fact is, is black, black,
Black, black like that!...

The priest said: "Well let's talk,
Because, if we work it out,
We can explain this fact!
Where wheat is sown, wheat grows...
It succeeds or it fails,
It's always wheat that comes out!"
My dear, tell mother, my dear...
My dear, tell me too...
Call him Ciccio or 'Ntuono,
Call him Peppe or Giro,
That one...'the baby, is black, black,
Black, black like that!...