Текст и перевод песни Salvatore Cardillo - Core 'ngrato

Core 'ngrato

Catarì, Catarì,
Pecche′ me dice sti parole amare?
Pecche' me parle, e ′o core me turmiente,
Catarì?
Nun te scurda' ca t'aggio dato ′o core,
Catarì, nun te scurda′!
Catarì, Catarì,
Che vene a dicere
Stu parla' ca me da spaseme?
Tu nun ce pienze a stu dulore mio
Tu nun ce pienze, tu nun te ne cure.
Core, core ′ngrato,
T'haie pigliato ′a vita mia,
Tutt'e′ passato
E nun ce pienze cchiu'!
Catarì, Catarì
Tu nun o saie ca 'nfino int"a na chiesa
Io so′ trasuto e aggio priato a Dio,
Catarì
E ll′aggio ditto pure a 'o cunfessore
I′ sto' a suffrì pe chella lla′!
Sto a suffrì, sto a suffrì
Nun se po credere
Sto' a suffrì tutte li strazie
E ′o cunfessore ch'e' persona santa
M′ha ditto: figlio mio, lassala sta′, lassala sta'!
Core, core ′ngrato
T'hai pigliato a vita mia.

Core 'ngrato

My dear, my dear,
Why do you speak such bitter words to me?
Why do you talk to me, and torment my heart,
My dear?
Don't you remember that I gave you my heart,
My dear, don't you remember?
My dear, my dear,
What do you mean by
Talking to me in a way that frightens me?
You don't think about my pain
You don't think about it, you don't care.
Ungrateful heart, ungrateful heart,
You have taken my life from me,
Everything is over
And you don't think about it anymore!
My dear, my dear
You don't know that even in a church
I went in and prayed to God,
My dear
And I even told the confessor
That I am suffering because of that woman!
I am suffering, I am suffering
It is unbelievable
I am suffering all the torments of hell
And the confessor, who is a holy man
Said to me: my son, let it go, let it go!
Ungrateful heart, ungrateful heart
You have taken my life from me.