A NUSTALGIA E NAPULE 

Pecche’ m’aggia truva’ a chist’atu munno

quann’io vurria sta’ addo’ stai tu’

ca’ nun se vede nu fravaglio o nu retunno

manca o triccabballacco, a caccavella e u putipu’

Me sonne tutte e notte mieze a st’ vie

vedenne  sti’ femmene fore a sti’ feneste

ca’ spannene tutte e jiurnate a biancherie

cantanne sempe allegre e vestute a festa

Ammieze e vie o fracasse e sti’ muture

sti’ figli e bona mamma a ciente all’ora

te’ menane sotto sbattenete n’faccio o muro

cu’ a gente ai Caldarelli a tutte  l’ore

Tenimme meza duzzina e Napule a sta nazione

ma nu songhe mai  comme chello ca’ s’i  tu’

ca’ nun se’ canta  manche  na canzone

Carmela, O sole mio, Io mammete e tu

O mare tuoie America nun esiste

e tutti sti’ casarelle appese e scuoglie

ca’ manche a San Gennaro nun se’ viste

pero’ ca’ stamme o stesso chine e m’bruoglie

pure si’ nun te lave tutte’ e jiurnate

e tiene  e marciapiede chine e munnezza

Napule mio te sonno  tutte’ e nuttate

e quanne  torno o Beverello e n’allegrezza

di: Antonio De Girolamo

THE NOSTALGIA OF NAPLES
 
Why do I have to be in this other world,
when I would love to be where you are
here we don’t see an anchovy or a smells
and not even our favorite musical instruments
 
I dream every night your streets,
seeing all the women’s outside the windows
hanging linens to dry everyday on clothes lines,
singing happily and beautifully dressed
 
In the street the noise of these scooter,
these son of guns of kids 100 miles an hour
throwing you against the wall ,
sending people to the hospital every hour
 
We have half dozen of Naples in America,
but they are never like the way you are
we don’t even sing a song here ,
Carmela, O sole mio , Io mammete e tu
 
You blue sea here in America doesn’t exists,
and all the houses hung on the rocks
even San Gennaro we have not seen here
but we are just the same full of problems
 
Even if you don’t wash yourself every day,
And you sidewalks are disgusting dirty
My dear Naples I dream of you every night,
and when I return to you it’s my happiness
  

by: Antonio De Girolamo