Текст и перевод песни Rocco Hunt feat. Nicola Siciliano - Ngopp' a luna
Ngopp' a luna
Up to the Moon
Amò
vien
cu
me,
te
port
ngopp
a
luna
My
love,
come
with
me,
I'll
take
you
up
to
the
moon
Aro
nient
ce
tocc
e
nun
po'
verè
nisciun
Up
there,
no
one
can
touch
us
or
see
us
N'guol
a
me
hann
rit
ca
pe
te
nun
so
buon
Many
laughed
at
me
saying
I'm
not
good
enough
for
you
Vonn
ca'
staij
buon,
ma
maij
meglij
e
lor
They
wanted
me
to
stay
good,
but
never
be
better
than
them
Chillu
criatur
ca'
scrivev
e
poesij
rind
o
bus
The
boy
who
used
to
write
poems
and
hide
in
the
shadows
Mo
sta
contann
nu
milion
e
nun
parl
re
views
Now
counts
his
money
in
millions
and
fame
in
views
E
si
sta
rob
furness
pecchè
nun
ce
prov
chiù
gust
And
if
this
life
is
tiring
because
it
no
longer
gives
me
pleasure
Voglij
murij
affianc
a
ess,
fors
è
a
cosa
chiù
giust
I
want
to
die
next
to
you,
perhaps
it's
the
right
thing
to
do
Pecché
me
rat
nu
nom,
quand
parlav
co
mur
Why
did
I
get
a
reputation
when
I
spoke
to
the
walls?
Pecché
me
rat
na
cas,
pe
da
a
campà
nu
criatur
Why
did
I
get
a
house
so
I
could
provide
a
living
for
a
child?
Me
fat
crescr
abbress
I
made
myself
grow
up
fast
E
o'
prezz
è
ca
nun
so
chiu
o'
stess,
no
And
the
price
is
that
I'm
not
the
same
anymore,
no
Perciò
cu
te
me
confid
comm
foss
nu
diar
So
I
confide
in
you
like
you're
my
diary
Aro
ce
scriv
e
cos
bell
e
vot
tremn
e
man
Now
I
write
beautiful
things
and
sometimes
my
hands
tremble
Po'
ce
stan
ciert
juorn
aro
me
sent
nu
zer
There
are
days
when
I
feel
like
a
zero
Pur
quand
te
rializz,
nun
canciell
a
favelas
But
even
when
I
realize
how
far
I've
come,
I
don't
forget
my
roots
Amò
vien
cu
me,
te
port
ngopp
a
luna
My
love,
come
with
me,
I'll
take
you
up
to
the
moon
Aro
nient
ce
tocc
e
nun
po'
verè
nisciun
Up
there,
no
one
can
touch
us
or
see
us
N'guol
a
me
hann
rit
ca
pe
te
nun
so
buon
Many
laughed
at
me
saying
I'm
not
good
enough
for
you
Vonn
ca'
staij
buon,
ma
maij
meglij
e
lor
They
wanted
me
to
stay
good,
but
never
be
better
than
them
Chillu
criatur
ca'
scrivev
e
poesij
rind
o
bus
The
boy
who
used
to
write
poems
and
hide
in
the
shadows
Mo
sta
contann
nu
milion
e
nun
parl
re
views
Now
counts
his
money
in
millions
and
fame
in
views
E
si
sta
rob
furness
pecchè
nun
ce
prov
chiu
gust
And
if
this
life
is
tiring
because
it
no
longer
gives
me
pleasure
Voglij
murij
affianc
a
ess,
fors
è
a
cosa
chiù
giust
I
want
to
die
next
to
you,
perhaps
it's
the
right
thing
to
do
Staser
o
ciel
è
che
stel
e
piglm
pe
man
Tonight
the
sky
is
full
of
stars
and
we'll
hold
hands
Si
me
vuo
ben
over,
n'aspettà
riman
If
you
really
love
me,
don't
wait
until
tomorrow
Perché
quand
nun
ce
staij
se
ferm
semp
o
cor
Because
when
you're
not
with
me,
my
heart
aches
Scus
se
nun
ce
prov,
pur
se
ce
mor
Forgive
me
if
I
don't
try,
even
if
it
kills
me
Voglij
suná
ancor
comm
e
quand
er
criatur
I
want
to
play
again
like
I
did
when
I
was
a
child
Che
spranz
rind
e
jeans
e
l'ammor
a
niscun
Who
dreamed
in
ripped
jeans
and
had
no
love
for
anyone
Simm
crisciut
assiem,
te
sacc
ra
criatur
e
zittu
zitt
ric
We
grew
up
together,
I've
known
you
since
you
were
just
a
quiet
little
boy
Amò
vien
cu
me,
te
port
ngopp
a
luna
My
love,
come
with
me,
I'll
take
you
up
to
the
moon
Aro
nient
ce
tocc
e
nun
po'
verè
nisciun
Up
there,
no
one
can
touch
us
or
see
us
N'guol
a
me
hann
rit
ca
pe
te
nun
so
buon
Many
laughed
at
me
saying
I'm
not
good
enough
for
you
Vonn
ca'
staij
buon,
ma
maij
meglij
e
lor
They
wanted
me
to
stay
good,
but
never
be
better
than
them
Chillu
criatur
ca'
scrivev
e
poesij
rind
o
bus
The
boy
who
used
to
write
poems
and
hide
in
the
shadows
Mo
sta
contann
nu
milion
e
nun
parl
re
views
Now
counts
his
money
in
millions
and
fame
in
views
E
si
sta
rob
furness
pecchè
nun
ce
prov
chiù
gust
And
if
this
life
is
tiring
because
it
no
longer
gives
me
pleasure
Voglij
murij
affianc
a
ess,
fors
è
a
cosa
chiù
giust
I
want
to
die
next
to
you,
perhaps
it's
the
right
thing
to
do
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Авторы: Rocco Pagliarulo, Valerio Passeri, Nicola Siciliano
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