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Ballata del vallarinio

Questa è la vera storia del uallarinio, ovverosia il tacchino
Una storia traumaturga e casual
Il uallarinio si innamorò
Perdutamente e sessualmente di una pollanchella
Ma scoprì che invece era un pollo travestito da pollanchella
E da questa unione nacque un pullicino e lo chiamarono Pio Pio
Ma la perfida tortorella Glu glu glu
Subentrò in questa bella famiglia e la
Rovinò, la schiattellò, la schiumò, la sputtanò
Sì! Sì! Ma... ah ah ah
Chiamarono Gallo, il famoso chicchirichì di Arzano
Il quale corse e violentò,
Rubacchiò, stiracchiò e si impadronì di tutto
Perché? Perché era amico di un previtariello
Il quale, piccolo prete,
Era amico appassionatamente e se la faceva con una tale Margaritella
La più bella ciaccarella di Melito
Ma la storia finì bene,
Perché tutti insieme, nelle strade di Secondigliano
Cantarono allegramente la vecchia fattoria... ia ia o

A ieri sera, oiné
Jette 'o mercato, embé
Truvaie nu uallarinio
Lindo e pitto comm' à cchè
Uallarino crò, crò, crò

A ieri sera, oiné
Jette 'o mercato, embé
Truvaje na pullanchella
Janca e rossa comm' à cchè
Uallarino crò, crò, crò
Pollanchella coccodè

A ieri sera, oiné
Jette 'o mercato, embé
Truvaje nù pullicino
Piccirillo comm' à cchè
Uallarino crò, crò, crò
Pollanchella coccodè
Pullicino pio, pio, pio

A ieri sera, oiné
Jette 'o mercato, embé
Truvaje na turturella
Janca e bella comm' à cchè
Uallarino crò, crò, crò
E pollanchella coccodè
E pullicino pio, pio, pio
Turturella glu, glu, glu

A ieri sera, oiné
Jette 'o mercato, embé
Truvaje nu bello gallo
Cantatore comm' à cchè
Uallarino crò, crò, crò
E pollanchella coccodè
E pullicino pio, pio, pio
E turturella glu, glu, glu
Lu gallo canta chicchirichì

A ieri sera, oiné
Jette 'o mercato, embé
Truvaje nu prevetariello
Ca benericeva à mme
E uallarino crò, crò, crò
Pollanchella coccodè
E pullicino pio, pio, pio
E turturella glu, glu, glu
Lu gallo canta chicchirichì
Prevetariello ora pro nobis

A ieri sera, oiné
Jette 'o mercato, embé
Truvaje a Margaritella
Che era bbella comm' à cchè
E uallarino crò, crò, crò
Pollanchella coccodè
E pullicino pio, pio, pio
Turturella glu, glu, glu
Lu gallo canta chicchirichì
Prevetariello ora pro nobis
Margaritella se sposa a 'mme
Prevetariello se sposa cu tte
Margaritella se sposa a 'mme
Prevetariello se sposa cu tte

Ballad of the Turkey

This is the true story of the turkey, or rather, the uallarinio
A tragicomic and random tale
The uallarinio fell in love,
Madly and passionately, with a little hen
But he discovered that she was actually a rooster disguised as a hen
And from this union, a chick was born, and they named him Pio Pio
But the treacherous turtledove, Glu glu glu,
Came into this beautiful family and
Ruined it, shattered it, frothed it up, and exposed it
Yes! Yes! But... ah ah ah
They called Rooster, the famous cock-a-doodle-doo of Arzano,
Who came running and violated,
Pilfered, stretched, and took possession of everything
Why? Because he was friends with a little priest
This small priest,
Was passionately involved and having an affair with a certain Margaritella
The most beautiful gossipmonger of Melito
But the story ended well,
Because all together, in the streets of Secondigliano
They happily sang the old farm song... ia ia o

Last night, oh dear
I went to the market, well
I found a turkey
As pretty and clean as can be
Turkey gobble, gobble, gobble

Last night, oh dear
I went to the market, well
I found a little hen
White and red as can be
Turkey gobble, gobble, gobble
Little hen cluck, cluck

Last night, oh dear
I went to the market, well
I found a little chick
As small as can be
Turkey gobble, gobble, gobble
Little hen cluck, cluck
Little chick peep, peep, peep

Last night, oh dear
I went to the market, well
I found a turtledove
White and beautiful as can be
Turkey gobble, gobble, gobble
And little hen cluck, cluck
And little chick peep, peep, peep
Turtledove coo, coo, coo

Last night, oh dear
I went to the market, well
I found a handsome rooster
Singing like this
Turkey gobble, gobble, gobble
And little hen cluck, cluck
And little chick peep, peep, peep
And turtledove coo, coo, coo
The rooster crows cock-a-doodle-doo

Last night, oh dear
I went to the market, well
I found a little priest
Who was blessing me
And turkey gobble, gobble, gobble
Little hen cluck, cluck
And little chick peep, peep, peep
And turtledove coo, coo, coo
The rooster crows cock-a-doodle-doo
Little priest pray for us

Last night, oh dear
I went to the market, well
I found Margaritella
Who was beautiful as can be
And turkey gobble, gobble, gobble
Little hen cluck, cluck
And little chick peep, peep, peep
Turtledove coo, coo, coo
The rooster crows cock-a-doodle-doo
Little priest pray for us
Margaritella marries me
Little priest marries you
Margaritella marries me
Little priest marries you