Robertino Loreti "Guaglione" lyrics

Translation to:bgelenit

Guaglione

Staje sempe ccá, 'mpuntato ccá,'mmiez'a 'sta via,nun mange cchiù, nun duorme cchiùche pecundría!Gué piccerí' che vène a dí'sta gelusia?Tu vuó' suffrí,tu vuó' murí,chi t''o ffá fá...

Curre 'mbraccio addu mammá,nun fá 'o scemo piccerí'...dille tutt''a veritáca mammá te pò capí...

E passe e spasse sott'a stu barcone,ma tu si' guaglione...Tu nun canusce 'e ffemmene,si' ancora accussí giovane!Tu si' guaglione!...Che t'hê miso 'ncapa?va' a ghiucá 'o pallone...Che vònno dí sti llacreme?...Vatté', nun mme fá ridere!

Curre 'mbraccio addu mammá,nun fá 'o scemo piccerí'...Dille tutta 'a veritáca mammá te pò capí...!

Nun 'e ppittá, nun 'allisciásti mustacciélle...Nun cerca a te, nun só' pe' techill'uocchie belle...Nun 'a penzá, va' a pazziácu 'e guagliunciélle...Nun t'avvelí,c'è tiempo oje ni',pe' te 'nguajá!

Chi desidere 'e vasá,scordatélla, piccerí',ca si 'o ddiceno a papá,chisá comme va a ferní...

E passe e spasse sott'a stu barcone,ma tu si' guaglione...Tu nun canusce 'e ffemmene,si' ancora accussí giovane!Tu si' guaglione!...Che t'hê miso 'ncapa?va' a ghiucá 'o pallone...Che vònno dí sti llacreme?...Vatté', nun mme fá ridere!

Chi desidere 'e vasá,scordatélla, piccerí',ca si 'o ddiceno a papá,chisá comme va a ferní...

Che vònno dí sti llacreme?...Vatté', nun mme fá ridere!

Chi desidere 'e vasá,scordatélla, piccerí',ca si 'o ddiceno a papá,chisá comme va a ferní...

Staje sempe ccá, 'mpuntato ccá,'mmiez'a 'sta via...Nun mange cchiù, nun duorme cchiù...chi t''o ffá fá!...

Kid

You're always there, stuck there,In the middle of the street,You no longer eat, no longer sleepWhat melancholy!Hey, boy what does it meanthis jealousy?You want to suffer.You want to die.Who wants you to do it....

Go run to your mothers armsdo not be a silly boytell her all the truthyour mummy can understand...

You keep on passing by this balconybut you're only a kid...you don't know women,you're too young!you're a kid!...What do you have in mind?go and play soccer...What are these tears for? ...Go away, don't make me laugh!

Run into your mum's arms,do not be silly, kid...tell her all the truthyour mummy can understand...

Do not dye it, do not stroke itthat thin moustache...She's not for you, they do not suit youthose pretty eyes...Do not think on it, go and playwith the girls...don't be discouraged,there is time to come,for you to get in trouble!

Forget about the oneyou wish to kiss, kid,because if she tells her father,who knows what will happen...

You keep on passing by this balconybut you're only a kid...you don't know women,you're too young!you're a kid!...What do you have in mind?go and play soccer...What are these tears for? ...Go away, don't make me laugh!

Forget about the oneyou wish to kiss, kid,because if she tells her father,who knows what will happen...

What are these tears for? ...Go away, don't make me laugh!

Forget about the oneyou wish to kiss, kid,because if she tells her father,who knows what will happen...

You're always there, stuck there,In the middle of the street,You no longer eat, no longer sleepWho wants you to do it....

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