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MAMMA MIA TE VOGLIO BENE
Quann’io nasciette, me pigliaste m’braccio nun te vediette, teneve st’uocchie chiuse me sentiette na’ carezza n’coppa a sta’ faccia e o dito tuoie ca’ me tuccaie stu’ musse
Me tenive pe’ mane quann’io criscevo e me guardave tutti li mumente tu’ me lassave hoi ma’ ed io cadeve e tu’ m’aizave da terra e ghire cuntenta
Quann’io spusaie ca nun mo’ scordarragge steve talmente felice senz’annasconne parive bella comme na rosa e Maggio cu’ senza spine, e tanti e chelli fronne
Nascette a primma figlia nosta, ciotta e bella tu te n’asciste e cape pazzamente diciste o nomme suoie sarra’ Annarella e niscune te cuntestaie seriamente
Quanne p’a’ California nuie partimme sapenne ca’ nuie stevene da te’ luntane a dirte addio tutti quanti nuie chiagnimme ca’ perdive e nepute pe’ purta’ p’a mano
po’ t’ammalaste hoi ma’ ma che dulore sentiette ca’ murive da nuie luntane e figli mie pregavene a Dio cu ammore e vederte ancora qualche altre dimane
ma’ po’ muriste hoi ma’ nu’ juorne e ricordo cuntenta allegra e cu’ nu’ bellu surrise proprio o compleanne de gemelli io m’arricordo ca’ t’accumpagnamme po’ viaggio m’paravise.
di: Antonio De Girolamo |
 Madre e figlio del 1901 opera di Mery Cassatt |
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MOTHER OF MINE I LOVE YOU
When I was born you took me in your arms I did not see you my eyes were still closed I felt a caress on my face and your finger striking my lips
You held me by your hand as I grew up and you would look at me every moments you would let me go and I would fell down and you would pick me up happily again
When I got married the day I’ll never forget you were so very happy and you would show it you looked like a May red rose with no thorns and many of beautiful leaves
My first daughter was born, how pretty she was you went crazy looking at her you said her name will be like mine Anna and nobody dared to contest you
When for California we departed you knew we were going afar from you you cried, I cried too, mom that you couldn’t hold them by the hand
Than you got sick mom, what a pain I heard that you were dying away from us my children were sending you so much love praying the Lord to see you again some tomorrow
Than you died mom, on a day of remembrance happily, content and with a great smile exactly on my twins Birthday Day I remember that we accompany you for your trip to Paradise.
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