Текст и перевод песни Nino D'Angelo - 'E piccerille

'E piccerille

Nasceno dint′è dulure
E chi è stato criaturo primm'e lloro
E se misurano sempe ogni juorno che passa
Se sentono gruosse
Fruttto e chi se vò bene
O chi na notte pe fa passà o tiempo
S′è miso a pazzià cu e sentimente

E nun cunoscene ancora si o munno
È de preta o nu piezzo e cartone
Vivono miez'e carezze e surrise da gente
Miez'e strade
E quanno se fa notte
Dint′o lietto, primma e se addurmì
Se fanno a croce e parlano cu Dio

′E piccerille so e piezz'e na stella
Ca sò cadute d′o cielo ccà 'nterra
′E piccerille sò a cosa cchiù bella
'E fanno vencere a pace cu a guerra
E piccerille sò a luce int′o scuro
Ce fanno ridere dint'a paura
'E piccerille sò e figlie d′a vita
′E piccerille sò e viecchie e dimane

Chiagneno 'ncuollo e bugie
Ca t′hanno cuntato pe farte sta buone
E nun te guardano nfaccia
Mantenene o punto si nun e perduone
Credeno dint'e favole
E si o diavolo se vò mangià
Chill′angiulillo nun è fà sbaglià

E quanno teneno a freva
Nun vonno sta sule, te vonno vicino
Cull'uocchie chiene e paura
E cu a voce affugata te cercano aiuto
E sanno o passo tuoie
Quanno a sera tuorne a faticà
E truove areta a porta a t′aspettà

'E piccerille so e piezz'e na stella
Ca sò cadute d′o cielo ccà ′nterra
'E piccerille sò a cosa cchiù bella
′E fanno vencere a pace cu a guerra
E piccerille sò a luce int'o scuro
Ce fanno ridere dint′a paura
'E piccerille sò e figlie d′a vita
'E piccerille sò e viecchie e dimane
'E piccerille cadeno pe scale
′E Dio d′o cielo nun e fà fa male

The Little Ones

They're born in pain
And those who were children before them
And they always measure themselves every day that passes
They feel big
Fruit of those who love each other
Or someone who one night to pass the time
Has gone crazy with their feelings

And they don't know yet if the world
Is made of stone or a piece of cardboard
They live amidst the caresses and smiles of people
In the streets
And when night falls
In their bed, before falling asleep
They cross themselves and talk to God

The little ones are pieces of a star
That have fallen from heaven here to earth
The little ones are the most beautiful things
They make peace win with war
The little ones are the light in the dark
They make us laugh in fear
The little ones are the children of life
The little ones are the old people of tomorrow

They cry over lies
That they have told you to make you feel good
And they don't look you in the face
They keep to the point if they don't lose it
They believe in fairy tales
And if the devil wants to eat them
That little angel won't make any mistakes

And when they have a fever
They don't want to be alone, they want you near
With eyes full of fear
And with a choked voice they seek your help
And they know your step
When you come home tired in the evening
And you find them behind the door waiting for you

The little ones are pieces of a star
That have fallen from heaven here to earth
The little ones are the most beautiful things
They make peace win with war
The little ones are the light in the dark
They make us laugh in fear
The little ones are the children of life
The little ones are the old people of tomorrow
The little ones fall down the stairs
And God from heaven does not let them get hurt