Текст и перевод песни Ivan Granatino feat. Franco Ricciardi - A' storia e maria

A' storia e maria

Sient amic
Chell ca te ric
Nun e truov 'int e libr e storij
E chisti vic storij
E prumess chi part e chi rest storij
E chi se uard a vit aret
A na finestr
Sient amic
Sient amic

A' gent ric ca Marij nun è mai nat
Ca l'anna inventat pe scriver e canzon
Ce sta chi ric ca na vot l'ha n'cuntrat
Er nera ner ca ballav a riv e mar
E mo
Sient amic
Sient amic chell ca t ric

A' gent ric ca nun s'è mai nammurat
Chi ric ca int cor tnev a nu uaglion ca int
A na ser o rett o cor e pur a vit
E dopp zitta zitt nisciun a mai saput
E mo Marij addò sta Marij che fa Marij
Nun se chiamm cchiù Marij
E mo Marij comm sta Marij
Cu chi sta si ancor s'arricord e me Marij

Sient amic chell ca te ric
Nun e truov 'int e libr e storij
E chisti vic storij e prumess chi part e chi rest
Storij e chi se uard a vit aret a na finestr

A' gent ric ca Marij se n'è partut
Chi ric ca la vist int a na chies addunucchiat
Strignev nu criatur figlij ro peccat
E dopp zitt zitt nisciun a mai saput
E mo Marij addò sta Marij c fa Marij
Nun s chiamm cchiù Marij e mo Marij comm sta Marij cu chi sta
Si ancor s'arricord e me Marij
Starrà in Americ nun speak cchiù italian
Fors sta rummenn sott a metropolitan
Starrà cantann na canzon american
Fors sta cantann o sol mij a Secondiglian
E mo Marij addò sta Marij
C fa Marij nun s chiamm cchiù Marij
E mo Marij comm sta Marij
Cu chi sta si ancor s'arricord e me Marij jejeje

Sient amic chell ca te ric jejeje
Na storia vecchij comm e a vit.
Sient amic chell ca te ric
Nun e truov 'int e libr e storij
E chisti vic storij e prumess
Chi part e chi rest storij
E chi se uard a vit aret a na finestr jejeje
Comm e a vit jejeje mai furnut.
Starrà in Americ nun speak cchiù italian
Fors sta rummenn sott a metropolitan
Starrà cantann na canzon american
Fors sta cantann o sol mij a Secondiglian
E mo Marij addò sta Marij c fa Marij
Nun s chiamm cchiù Marij
E mo Marij comm sta Marij
Cu chi sta si ancor s'arricord e me Marij.

Sient amic chell ca te ric nun e truov 'int e libr
E storij e chisti vic storij
E prumess chi part e chi rest
Storij e chi se uard a vit aret a na finestr jejeje
Na storia vecchia comme a vit jejeje
Na storia vecchia mai furnut!!!

Maria's Story

Listen, my friend,
to what I say,
You won't find it in books and stories,
These lives are stories,
And promises, some leave and some stay, stories,
Of those who watch life go by
From a window
Listen, my friend,
Listen, my friend

People say Maria was never born,
That she was invented for writing songs,
Some say they once met her,
Black as night, dancing by the rivers and the sea
And now
Listen, my friend,
Listen to what I tell you, my friend

People say she never fell in love,
Some say she held a young man in her heart,
Who one night gave her his heart and his life too,
And then, silently, nobody ever knew
And now, where is Maria, what does she do, Maria,
She doesn't call herself Maria anymore
And now, how is Maria,
Who is she with, does she still remember me, Maria

Listen, my friend, to what I tell you,
You won't find it in books and stories,
These lives are stories and promises, some leave and some stay,
Stories of those who watch life go by from a window

People say Maria has left,
Some say they saw her kneeling in a church,
Holding a child, fruit of sin,
And then, silently, nobody ever knew
And now, where is Maria, what does she do, Maria,
She doesn't call herself Maria anymore, and now, how is Maria, who is she with,
Does she still remember me, Maria
She might be in America, no longer speaks Italian
Maybe she's wandering under the metropolitan
She might be singing an American song
Maybe she's singing my song alone in Secondigliano
And now, where is Maria,
What does she do, Maria, she doesn't call herself Maria anymore
And now, how is Maria,
Who is she with, does she still remember me, Maria, hahaha

Listen, my friend, to what I tell you, hahaha
An old story, like life itself.
Listen, my friend, to what I tell you,
You won't find it in books and stories,
These lives are stories and promises,
Some leave and some stay, stories,
Of those who watch life go by from a window, hahaha
Like life, hahaha, never ending.
She might be in America, no longer speaks Italian
Maybe she's wandering under the metropolitan
She might be singing an American song
Maybe she's singing my song alone in Secondigliano
And now, where is Maria, what does she do, Maria,
She doesn't call herself Maria anymore
And now, how is Maria,
Who is she with, does she still remember me, Maria.

Listen, my friend, to what I tell you, you won't find it in books
And stories, these lives are stories
And promises, some leave and some stay,
Stories of those who watch life go by from a window, hahaha
An old story, like life itself, hahaha
An old story, never ending!!!