Текст и перевод песни Massimo Ranieri - 'E ccerase

'E ccerase

April April mmiez è fronn è rose,
Vaco vennènn ò frutt e chistu mese,
Cacciàt à capa fèmmene cianciòse,
Je dong à voce e vvùie facìt à stes.

Frutt nuvìell dò mese e pàravìs,
Coller n′ncuorp à nnuie nun nce ne tràse,
'E ccerase ′e ccerase.

L'anno passàt, ò tièmp d'è ccerase,
Facèv′ammòre, cù na Purticès,
Abbasci′ò Granàtiello stèv'è case
E a chiammàvan Rosa Brucculosa,
...belli tiemp,
De lacrime e de vase,
Ogni lacrema quant à nà cerase,
Ogni ccinq minùt′era nu vase,
'E ccerase ′e ccerase.

Mò c'aggia fà, se sò ccagnàt′è ccose,
E m'à licènziat chella mpèsa,
è arrivàt nù lègn Genuvès
E ò capitàn à ritt ca sa spòs.

Capitàn, d'legn Genuvès,
Addò t′à puòrt à bbella purticèsa?
′E ccerase.

Cacciàt à capa fèmmene cianciòse,
Je dong à voce e vvuie facìt à stès,
'E ccerase ′e ccerase
April è o mese,
E une se scorde
Mliun'è cose,
Capitàn d′legn Genuvès,
A mme nùn me ne'mport ca t′a spuse,
Me daje nà voce à n'àtu par'e mise,
′E ccerase,
A mme nùn me ne′mport ca t'a spuse,
Me daje nà voce à n′àtu
Par'e mise,
′E ccerase,
'E ccerase,

′E ...ccerase.

'E ccerase

April April mmiez è fronn è rose,
I go to sell fruit and that is for sure,
Kick out loud-mouthed women,
I give you my word and you do the rest.

New fruit of the month and paradise,
Harvest in our body won't fit,
Cherries, oh cherries.

Last year, at the time of cherries,
I was in love, with a girl from Portici,
Down by Granatiello was her home
And they called her Rosa Brucculosa,
...beautiful time,
Of tears and kisses,
Each tear as big as a cherry,
Every five minutes was a kiss,
Cherries, oh cherries.

Now what can I do, since things have changed,
And that company has fired me,
a Genoese ship has arrived
And the captain said he's going to get married.

Captain, of the Genoese ship,
Where did you take my beautiful girl from Portici?
Cherries, oh cherries.

Kick out loud-mouthed women,
I give you my word and you do the rest,
Cherries, oh cherries
April is the month,
And one forgets
A million things,
Captain of the Genoese ship,
I don't care that you married her,
Give me a call in a couple of months,
Cherries, oh cherries,
I don't care that you married her,
Give me a call in a
Couple of months,
Cherries, oh cherries,
Cherries, oh cherries,

...Cherries, oh cherries.