Текст и перевод песни Massimo Ranieri - Canzona Appassiunata

Canzona Appassiunata

N'albero piccerillo aggiu piantato
Criscènnolo cu pena e cu sudore...
Na ventecata giá mme ll'ha spezzato
E tutt"e ffronne cágnano culore...
Cadute só' giá 'e frutte: e tuttuquante
Erano doce e se só' fatte amare...
Ma 'o core dice: "Oje giuvinotto amante
'E ccose amare, tiénele cchiù care..."
E amara comme si', te voglio bene!
Te voglio bene e tu mme faje murí...

Era comm"o canario 'nnammurato
Stu core che cantaje matina e sera...
"Scétate!" - io dico - e nun vò' stá scetato...
E mo, nun canta manco a primmavera!...
Chi voglio bene nun mme fa felice:
Forse sta 'ncielo destinato e scritto
Ma i' penzo ca nu ditto antico dice:
"Nun se cummanna a 'o core". E i' mme stó' zitto!...
E mme stó' zitto, sí... te voglio bene...
Te voglio bene e tu mme faje murí.

Chiagno p'ammore, e cade 'o chianto mio
Dint'a 'sta testa: 'o chianto 'a sta arracquanno...
Schiòppa na bella rosa e i', pe' gulio
A chi mm'ha fatto chiagnere nce 'a manno
Lle dico: "Rosa mia tu mme perduone
Si te scarpesarrá senza cuscienza..."
Ce sta nu ditto ca mme dá ragione:
"Fa' bene e scorda e si faje male penza..."
Pènzace buono sí... te voglio bene...
Te voglio bene e tu mme faje murí...

A Passionate Song

I planted a small tree
And with love and care, I made it grow.
But a gust of wind has broken it all
And all its leaves have changed their glow...
The fruits have fallen to the ground
All sweet before, now bitter.
But my heart says to me, "Oh young lover
The things that are bitter, hold them dear..."
And bitter though you may be, I love you!
I love you, my dear, though you end my days...

Like a canary in love, my heart once sang
Morning and night, a beautiful refrain.
"Wake up!" I say, but it won't wake up...
And now, it doesn't sing, not even in spring!...
She I love does not bring me joy
Perhaps this is my destiny, it is written in the stars.
But I remember an old Italian saying,
"You cannot control your heart." So I remain silent...
Yes, I remain silent... I love you
I love you, my dear, though you end my days...

I weep for love, and my tears fall
Inside my mind, where they flood my thoughts...
A beautiful rose blooms, and in my despair
I send it to the one who made me cry
I say to it, "My rose, forgive me,
For tearing you apart without a care..."
There is a proverb that encourages me,
"Do good and forget; if you do wrong, repent..."
Repent, my love, yes... I love you
I love you, my dear, though you end my days...