A keresés eredménye

Black tambourine song

Sometimes I just don't understand what's going on, and what I see I don't belive.
A baby was born, and it was black
And his mum named him Ciro (Cyrus)
Yes sir, she named him Ciro.
 
Yes, you can turn it, turn it however you want, can name him Ciccio (Francis) or 'Ntuno (Anthony), can name him Peppe or Ciro, but the fact is that the baby is black,
most definitely black.
 
Housewives are gossiping about such affairs, that ain't rare, they occur often, a thousand times
Sometimes just a look is enough, for a woman to remain struck by the blow.
 
Yes, just take a look, yeah, just a glimpse, yeah
Tough, you can't find who he was, he who aimed and shot precisely,
but he made him black, most definitely black.
 
A wise man said that we should discuss,
cause that way we bring reason in the topic we are discussing.
Where ever you sow wheat it grows, wheatear it goes good or bad, but wheat is always wheat.
 
Oh, tell it to your mum, come on,
Oh, but tel me also
Explain how it has gone,
Ciccio, 'Ntuno, Peppe or Ciro,
But the fact is that he is black, black, most definitely black.
 
Yes, you can turn it, turn it however you want, can name him Ciccio (Francis) or 'Ntuno (Anthony), can name him Peppe or Ciro, but the fact is that the baby is black,
most definitely black.
 

Goodbeye Naples

We are there at the start.
I'm leaving,
goodbye
My beautiful Naples,
I won't see you anymore.
 
How much more expensive
inside you closes. ..
 
Goodbye,
goodbye.
My Naples, you are the paradise on Earth.
 
About the love, who shall meet me,
The air, the streets, and the sea, It seems as if they want to speak with me
 
I feel like crying
Beautiful Naples, goodbye.
 
Goodbye,
goodbye.
You will allways be paradise for me
You will allways be paradise for me
 

Donkey

On a lonely white road
between the smell and the country air,
a little cart, slowly, goes away.
This donkey does not get tired,
in no hurry, why should he have it?
And this village is far away
where no one has to wait for us.
 
And pull, pull, pull, oh little donkey,
this cart, you pull it.
And ring, ring, ring the bell,
but those who waited are no longer there.
A lying woman left me,
far from the countryside she is gone.
And pull, pull, pull, oh little donkey,
take me by another road.
 
Oh good and calm donkey,
you who have always seen embraced,
a promise of marriage,
you heard it too.
She said, 'You are my life
and in the spring we have to get married '.
It wasn't true, it was a lie,
she left, who knows where she is?
 
And pull, pull, pull, oh little donkey,
........................
 
On a lonely white road
between the smell and the country air,
a little cart, slowly goes away
 

French pinns

One morning i got out of House and went to sell Some french pinns.
One morning i got out of House and went to sell Some french pinns.
 
A girl called me in (and asked me) 'How much pinns do You give for one Turnese'
A girl called me in (and asked me) 'How much pinns do You give for one Turnese
 
And I, who am a bit vicious immidiatley enterd in the house
' Who wants lovley french pinns, Who wants them?
Who wants lovley french pinns,
Who wants them? '
 
So i said:' If You give me 3 or 4 kisses I'll give You All of them french pinns.'
So i said: If You give me 3 or 4 kisses I'll give You All of them french pinns.'
 
Tweaks and kisses don't compromise
And you can fill the country with the pins.
Tweaks and kisses don't compromise
And you can fill the country with the pins.
 
Listen to me, even in Paradiese a kiss costs 5 Turnese.
'Ah, who desires the excellent safety pins?
Ah, who desires the safety pins, who desires?'
 
She said: 'My dear, this is a land
Where, if you compromise me, you'll be killed!'
She said: 'My dear, this is a land
Where, if you compromise me, you'll be killed!'
 
And I answered: 'Have patience, excuse me!
I have a bride and she's in this land'.
And I answered: 'Have patience, excuse me!
I have a bride and she's in this land'.
 
And her face is like the leaves of rose,
And her lips are like the cherries.
'Ah, who desires the excellent safety pins?
Ah, who desires the safety pins, who desires?'
 

Red moon

I wander absentmindedly, feeling abandoned...
My eyes, hidden under the hat,
My hands inside my pockets and the collar liften...
 
I wander whistling to the stars on the sky...
 
And the red moon tells me about you,
I ask her if you are waiting for me,
And so she answers: 'if you really want to know,
There is no one here...'
 
And I call your name, just to see you,
But, everyone talking about you
Responds: 'it's late already! What do you want to know?!
There is no one here!...'
 
Red moon,
Who will be sincere?
Red moon,
She left the other night,
Without saying goodbye... 1
 
And I still saying she is waiting for me,
Tonight at three, under the balcony,
And she prays to saints, hoping to see me...
But there is no one here...
 
A thousand and more dates I've had...
So many cigarettes I've smoked...
Many cups of coffee I've drunk...
So many lovable mouths I've kissed...
And the red moon tells me about you.
 

• 1. lit. transl: without seeing me.

Eyes that talk

Your eyes, beautiful,
Brighter than the stars,
Are blacker than the black,
Are like the two sighs.
 
Every sigh is burning
But its fire is sweet,
It penetrates into the heart
And doesn't give it peace.
 
But who can forget you,
Eyes that talk
Without speaking,
Without speaking?
Look at me, yes,
And stop for a moment,
How I say,
How I wish,
How I wish!
 
They are black, brighter
Than the ebony.
Like a delicate silk
Are the eyes of Concettina.
 
Always if I look in them
I find in them a passion
Because I'm used
To caressing them with the look.
 
But who can forget you,
Eyes that talk
Without speaking,
Without speaking?
Look at me, yes,
And stop for a moment,
How I say,
How I wish,
How I wish!
 
Fragrant flowers and petals,
I don't search too many things!
The most beautiful girl,
Even if she's rich, doesn't fascinate me.
 
But all the sympathy,
But all my life
Will be in success or go to ruin
Because of eyes of Concettina.
 
But who can forget you,
Eyes that talk
Without speaking,
Without speaking?
Look at me, yes,
And stop for a moment,
How I say,
How I wish,
How I wish!
 
Thanks a lot for your attention!

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