Pulecenella

Nepoteme, ‘o pulecenella

Miezz’a via zombe e bballa.

Pe`  guagliune e` cosa  bella

Dint’‘a notte chiena ‘e stelle.

Nepoteme ,’o pulecenella

Se ‘nfarina  po`‘a faccella;

E balla pure ‘a tarantella.

L’uocchie  chiagne

Ma` vocche  rire.

Se ‘nammore ‘a gente,

E rest’a mente

De Calcese ‘o Pulecenella.

di: Callara`®

Pulecenella

My nephew plays Pulecenella,

On the street gambols and dances;

For the kids, a winsome fella,

In the night,silver stars enhance.

My nephew plays Pulecenella,

He powders his faccia bella,

Trips and dance the tarantella.

Eyes that are only meant to cry,

Mouth  with a smiling mimicry.

All  amused and in love,

True remenbrance for all;

Calcese' Pulcinella pride !

 by: Callara`®