Текст и перевод песни Roberto Murolo - 'O cunto 'e Mariarosa

'O cunto 'e Mariarosa

Figliole d'Antignano, bona gè'
'O cunto 'e Mariarosa è chistu ccà
Si have ragione e dámmole ragione
E si have tuorto e dámmole ragione
Ca sempe have ragione chi vò' bene
Sole d'austo, nèh
Sole d'austo, nèh
Dicette 'a mamma:
"Figlia, arrassusìa
Attienta a te mo ch'è venuta Está
'O sole coce e 'ncapa puó' piglià
Na malatia
Va' pe' sotto 'e ffresche frasche
Chisto è 'o 'mbrello e 'o sciosciamosche
Nun te sperdere 'int' 'o bosco
Taglia ll'erba e torna ccà"
Bona gè'
Sentite appriesso 'o fatto comme va
Comme va
Comme va
Figliole d'Antignano, bona gè'
'O cunto 'e Mariarosa è chistu ccà
Sunava già p' 'a via quacche zampogna
Sfrunnate erano ll'arbere 'ncampagna
Friddo 'a matina ca spaccava ll'ogne
Natale e neve, nèh
Natale e neve, nèh
Dicette 'a mamma:
"Figlia, arrassusìa
Attienta a te ca friddo e gelo fa
Cummògliate si no ce puó' appezzà
Na purmunìa
Miettatélla, tutt' 'e ssere
Na pettiglia a carne annura
'Nfacci' 'ô ffuoco d' 'o vrasiere
Sotto e 'ncoppa t'hê 'a scarfà"
Bona gè'
Sentite appriesso 'o fatto comme va
Comme va
Comme va
Figliole d' Antignano, bona gè',
'O cunto 'e Mariarosa è chistu ccà.
Dicette 'a mamma:
"Guàrdate 'int' 'o specchio,
Che só' sti duje canale sott'a ll'uocchie?
Che scuorno hê dato a me, povera vecchia"
Abbrile, abbrile, oje mà'
Abbrile, abbrile, oje mà'
Diciste: "Attient'ô sole figlia mia
Ca 'o sole po' fá male 'int'a ll'està'
E attienta a te quann'è Natale e fa friddo p' 'a via
Ma pecché po', a Primmavera
Nun diciste a chistu core:
Statte attiento pe' ll'ammore
Ca, d'abbrile, attuorno va?"
Bona gè'
'O fatto 'e Mariarosa è chistu ccà
Chistu ccà
Chistu ccà

'O cunto 'e Mariarosa

Girls of Antignano, good evening
The story of Mariarosa is here
If she's right, let's give her reason
And if she's wrong, let's give her reason
Because whoever loves is always right
Summer sun
Summer sun
Mother said:
"Daughter, get up
Be careful now that Summer has come
The sun is hot and you could get
A heatstroke
Go under the cool trees
Here's an umbrella and a flyswatter
Don't get lost in the woods
Chop some wood and come back here"
Good evening
Listen to how the story goes
How it goes
How it goes
Girls of Antignano, good evening
The story of Mariarosa is here
Bagpipes were already playing in the street
The trees in the countryside were leafless
It was cold in the morning, cracking your fingernails
Christmas and snow
Christmas and snow
Mother said:
"Daughter, get up
Be careful because it's cold and icy
Cover up well or you could get
A pneumonia
Wrap up warm, all of you
A knitted waistcoat to warm your body
In front of the fire in the brazier
Warm yourself up from top to bottom"
Good evening
Listen to how the story goes
How it goes
How it goes
Girls of Antignano, good evening,
The story of Mariarosa is here.
Mother said:
"Look in the mirror,
What are those two lines under your eyes?
What a shame you've brought on me, poor old woman"
April, April
April, April
You said: "Be careful of the sun, my daughter
Because the sun can be harmful in the summer"
And be careful when it's Christmas and cold outside
But why then, in the spring
Didn't you say to this heart:
Be careful with love
Because, in April, it goes around?"
Good evening
The story of Mariarosa is here
Here
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