Текст и перевод песни Renato Carosone - A sonnanbula

A sonnanbula

Carmela è na bambola,
E fa 'ammore cu me.
Ma 'a mamma è terribile,
Nun mm' 'a vò' fá vedé.
Allora aggio truvato
Nu bellu ritrovato,
Carmela fa 'a sunnambula
Pe' mme vení a truvá.
E fa scema a mammá!
E cu 'a scusa ch'è na sunnambula,
Chesta bambola, nèh, che fa.
Tutt' 'e ssere, pe' copp'a ll'ásteco.
Vène a ll'ùnnece a passiggiá.
'Ncopp'a ll'ásteco ce stóngh'io
E lle dico: "Stó' ccá pe' te".
E 'a sunnambula, ch'è na bambola,
Fa 'a sunnambula 'mbracci'a me.
'O pate, 'On Arcangelo,
Pe' dispietto nun vò'.
Lle sóngo antipatico
E mm'ha ditto ca no.
Ma a me che mme ne 'mporta,
Io tengo aperta 'a porta,
Carmela, comm"o ssolito
Mme vène a cunzulá.
E fa scemo a papá!
E cu 'a scusa ch'è na sunnambula,
Chesta bambola, nèh, che fa.
Tutt' 'e ssere, pe' copp'a ll'ásteco,
Vène a ll'ùnnece a passiggiá.
'Ncopp'a ll'ásteco ce stóngh'io
E lle dico: "Stó' ccá pe' te".
E 'a sunnambula, ch'è na bambola,
Fa 'a sunnambula 'mbracci'a me.
E cu 'a scusa ch'è na sunnambula,
Chesta bambola, nèh, che fa.
Tutt' 'e ssere, pe' copp'a ll'ásteco,
Vène a ll'ùnnece a passiggiá.
'Ncopp'a ll'ásteco ce stóngh'io
E lle dico: "Stó' ccá pe' te".
E 'a sunnambula, ch'è na bambola,
Fa 'a sunnambula 'mbracci'a me.
E 'a sunnambula, ch'è na bambola,
Fa 'a sunnambula 'mbracci'a me!

Sleepwalking Girl

Carmela is a doll,
And she's in love with me.
But her mother is terrible,
She won't let me see her.
So I found out
A nice trick,
Carmela pretends to be sleepwalking
To come and see me.
And she fools her mother!
And with the excuse that she's sleepwalking,
This doll, you know, what does she do?
All the nights, on the balcony.
She comes at eleven to walk around.
On the balcony I'm waiting
And I tell her: "I'm here for you".
And the sleepwalker, who's a doll,
Sleepwalks in my arms.
Her father, the Archangel,
Out of spite doesn't want it.
I'm antipathetic to him
And he told me no.
But what do I care,
I keep the door open,
Carmela, as usual,
Comes to comfort me.
And she fools her daddy!
And with the excuse that she's sleepwalking,
This doll, you know, what does she do?
All the nights, on the balcony,
She comes at eleven to walk around.
On the balcony I'm waiting
And I tell her: "I'm here for you".
And the sleepwalker, who's a doll,
Sleepwalks in my arms.
And with the excuse that she's sleepwalking,
This doll, you know, what does she do?
All the nights, on the balcony,
She comes at eleven to walk around.
On the balcony I'm waiting
And I tell her: "I'm here for you".
And the sleepwalker, who's a doll,
Sleepwalks in my arms.
And the sleepwalker, who's a doll,
Sleepwalks in my arms!