Текст и перевод песни Roberto Murolo - Napule Ca Se Ne Va

Napule Ca Se Ne Va

E só sbarcate ′nterra Marechiaro
Tre cumitive 'e vascio â Sanitá:
Só doje coppie ′e 'nnammurate
Doje maeste 'ngannaccate
Cu ′e marite e nu cumpare
Viecchio "capo ′e suggitá"
E che tavula speciale:
'Nterra ′o cato cu 'a frutta e ′o vino
Nu mellone dinta cantina
'O cumpare dinta cucina
Ca "discute" cu ′a "principale"

E 'a luna guarda e dice:
"Si fosse ancora overo!
Chisto è 'o popolo ′e na vota:
Gente semplice e felice...
Chist′è Napule sincero
Ca pur'isso se ne va..."

Divotamente mo′ se fanno 'a croce
Comm′è ll'usanza, primma ′e accumminciá...
'O cumpare ch'è ′struito
Fa nu brínnese "in pulito"...
Lle risponne, a una voce
Tutta tavula: "Addó′ va!"
'A sié Rosa ca se cunzòla
Pe′ sti "suone" ca só' venute...
Pe′ 'sta voce ch′è "fina e bella"
Pa canzone ch'è "Palummella"...
...Palummella ca zómpa e vola...

E 'a luna guarda e dice:
"Si fosse ancora overo!
Chisto è ′o popolo ′e na vota:
Gente semplice e felice...
Chist'è Napule sincero
Ca pur′isso se ne va..."

'E ttre famiglie tornano vucanno
Nu poco fatte a vino tutt′e tre...
'A varchetta ′e ccunnuléa
Na maesta scapuzzéa...
'O cumpare parla 'e quanno...
Quanno ′o guappo era nu rre...
′E ffigliole, pe' sottaviento
Mo se fanno na zuppetella
Cu ′e taralle 'int′a ll'acqua ′e mare...
Ll'acqua smòppeta, fragne e pare
Ca 'e mmanelle só′ tutte ′argiento...

E 'a luna guarda e dice:
"Si fosse ancora overo!
Chisto è ′o popolo 'e na vota:
Gente semplice e felice...
Chist′è Napule sincero
Ca pur'isso se ne va..."

Naples Is Slipping Away

We had just disembarked at Marechiaro
Three groups of families landed at the Sanità:
Just two pairs of lovers
Two half-drunk uncles
With the husbands and their crony
An old "king of the black market"
And what a special meal:
On the ground, a basket with fruit and wine
A melon in the cellar
The crony in the kitchen
Arguing with the "head of the house"

And the moon looks on and says:
"If only this were still true!
These are the people of the past:
Simple and happy folk...
This is the real Naples
But even this is slipping away..."

Devoutly, they now bless themselves
As is the custom before starting to eat...
The educated crony
Makes a toast "in style"...
Everyone at the table answers him in unison:
"Long live the dead!"
Signora Rosa finds solace
In these "sounds" that have come about...
In this voice that is "sweet and lovely"
In the song that is "Little Dove"...
...Little Dove that jumps and flies...

And the moon looks on and says:
"If only this were still true!
These are the people of the past:
Simple and happy folk...
This is the real Naples
But even this is slipping away..."

The three families are returning home now
All three a bit tipsy...
The boatman rows
One of the uncles snores...
The crony talks about the old days...
When the hoodlum was a king...
The girls, downwind
Are now making a soup
With taralli in seawater...
The water bubbles, splashes, and looks
As if the hands were all made of silver...

And the moon looks on and says:
"If only this were still true!
These are the people of the past:
Simple and happy folk...
This is the real Naples
But even this is slipping away..."