Текст и перевод песни Rosario Miraggio - Vivo e pò more

Vivo e pò more

Ij ca so guaglione me so 'nnammurato
E n'ammore overo me fa stà scetato
Ij nun dorm e nun voj durmì
Sto mal rinto e m sent e mpazzì
Music e parol fann na canzon
Ma duje nnammurate so cchiu e mill storie
E nisciun e po' maje raccuntà
Pagin e ben addo sta sta verità

Viv e po mor pe te
M'arrubbasse e carezze e ki sta primm e me
E quantu mal m fa
Si te veco cu n'at abbracciat e passà
Viv e nun viv p te
E pensier r'a nott: faje ammore cu me
Ij nun te saccio pensà ca faje ammore cu n'at cchiu mal m fa

Pass tutt e ser sott a casa toja
La se ferma o core e nascene e parole
Ca maje tu putisse capì
Si t ricess ca si a vita mì
Music e parol fann na canzon
Ma duje nnammurate so cchiu e mill storie
E nisciun e po' maje raccuntà
Pagin e ben addo sta sta verità

Viv e po mor pe te
M'arrubbasse e carezze e ki sta primm e me
E quantu mal m fa
Si te veco cu n'at abbracciat e passà
Viv e nun viv p te
E pensier r'a nott: faje ammore cu me
Ij nun te saccio pensà ca faje ammore cu n'at cchiu mal m fa

Live and Maybe Die

I am a boy who has fallen in love
And a true love keeps me awake
I don't sleep and don't want to sleep
I feel sick inside and I feel like I'm going crazy
Music and words make a song
But two lovers are more than a thousand stories
And no one can ever tell it
Pages and books where this truth can be found

I live and maybe die for you
You steal the caresses that are only mine
And how much it hurts me
When I see you embraced and passing by with another
I live and don't live for you
And my thought at night: make love to me
I don't know how to think of you making love to another, it hurts me more

I spend every evening under your window
My heart stops and words are born
That you may never understand
If I told you that you are my life
Music and words make a song
But two lovers are more than a thousand stories
And no one can ever tell it
Pages and books where this truth can be found

I live and maybe die for you
You steal the caresses that are only mine
And how much it hurts me
When I see you embraced and passing by with another
I live and don't live for you
And my thought at night: make love to me
I don't know how to think of you making love to another, it hurts me more