Текст и перевод песни I Muvrini - Dopu Cena T'Afacherai

Dopu Cena T'Afacherai

Tu chi passi per lu rughjone, s'è tu scontri à Babbone,
Dicerai ch'ellu venga, a scalassi a lu fucone
Tu chi falli per lu casone, se tu scontri a Mammona
Dicerai ch'ella venga, a scalassi a lu fucone
Duve ghjocanu li zitelli, dopu scola mezu a l'agnelli
Duve cantanu li zitelli, dopu scola mezu a l'acelli
Tu chi sai belle fole, è cunosci tante struvette,
Dopu cena t'afacherai, a cuntacci a Zia Filetta
Tu chi sai tante canzone, è ghjochi di fisculella,
Dopu cena t'afacherai, purterai la panculella.
Duve ghjocanu li zitelli, dopu scola mezu a l'agnelli
Duve cantanu li zitelli, dopu scola mezu a l'acelli
Tu chi sai tira la china, eppo suna di viulinu,
Dopu cena t'afacherai per ballà la Zilimbrina
Tu chi sai chjama lu versu, e gira lu pulentaghju,
Dopu cena t'afacherai, eiu ti rispunderaghju
Duve ghjocanu li zitelli, dopu scola mezu a l'agnelli,
Duve cantanu li zitelli, dopu scola mezu a l'acelli
Tu chi sai sol'è tristu, s'ellu ti ghjunghje rimorsu,
Dopu cena t'afacherai, raminta quelli usi Corsi
Tu chi sai sol'è tristu, s'ellu ti ghjunghje rimorsu,
Dopu cena t'afacherai, raminta quelli usi Corsi
Duve ghjocanu li zitelli, dopu scola mezu a l'agnelli,
Duve cantanu li zitelli, dopu scola mezu a l'acelli

Dopu Cena T'Afacherai

You who pass through the street, if you meet Granddad,
Say he should come, to warm his body by the fire
You who cross the field, if you encounter Grandmother
Say she should come, to warm her body by the fire
Where the children play, after school amongst the lambs
Where the children sing, after school amongst the birds
You who know such beautiful stories, and so many little songs,
After dinner you will busy yourself, telling tales to Auntie Filetta
You who know so many songs, and can play the pipe,
After dinner you will busy yourself, bringing the little bread
Where the children play, after school amongst the lambs
Where the children sing, after school amongst the birds
You who know how to pull the string, and then play the violin,
After dinner you will busy yourself dancing the Zilimbrina
You who know how to call the tune, and stir the polenta,
After dinner you will busy yourself, and I will reply to you
Where the children play, after school amongst the lambs,
Where the children sing, after school amongst the birds
You who are alone and sad, if remorse weighs heavy on you,
After dinner you will busy yourself, remembering those old Corsican customs
You who are alone and sad, if remorse weighs heavy on you,
After dinner you will busy yourself, remembering those old Corsican customs
Where the children play, after school amongst the lambs,
Where the children sing, after school amongst the birds