Album:
Liberato (2019)
Original lyrics
Neapolitan
Translation
English
Guagliò
[Strofa 1]
Guardame 'nfaccia
Dint'a ll'uocchie ce sta 'a nostalgia
No, nun c''a faccio
N'atu treno, n'ata ferrovia, nun saccio addò staje
Bye bye, mon amour, on s'appelle après
Appienne tutte cose, fujetenne cu'mmé
Damme n'abbraccio
Me ne vaco cu 'sta voce 'ncapa ch'allucca
[Ritornello]
Guagliò, guagliò-gliò-gliò
Don't go, don't go
Cu 'sta voce 'ncapa ch'allucca
Guagliò, guagliò-gliò-gliò, don't go
Cu 'sta voce 'ncapa ch'allucca
Cu 'sta voce 'ncapa ch'allucca
[Strofa 2]
Traseme 'mpietto
N'ata vota cu 'sta pucundria
Puorta rispietto
Chesta è storia, nun è geografia
Nun saccio addò vaje
Bye bye, piccerè, je t'appelle après
Ce stanno 'e surdate, c''o vonno cu'mmé
Traseme 'mpietto
Cundannato cu 'sta voce 'ncapa ch'allucca
[Ritornello]
Guagliò, guagliò-gliò-gliò, don't go
Liberato cu 'sta voce 'ncapa ch'allucca
Guagliò, guagliò-gliò-gliò
Don't go, don't go
Cu 'sta voce 'ncapa ch'allucca
Cu 'sta voce 'ncapa ch'allucca
Boy
[Verse 1]
Look at my face
Inside the eyes there is nostalgia
No, I can’t do it
Another train, another railroad, I don’t know where you are
Bye bye, my love, we’ll talk later
Leave it all, run away with me
Give me a hug
I'm leaving with this voice in the head that screams
[Refrain]
Boy, boy-oy-oy
Don't go, don't go
With this voice in the head that screams
Boy, boy-oy-oy, don't go
With this voice in the head that screams
With this voice in the head that screams
[Verse 2]
Get into my chest
Another time with this feeling of nostalgic pain1
Show some respect
This is history, not geography
I don’t know where you’re going
Bye bye, baby, I’ll call you later
There are soldiers, they’re after me
Get into my chest
Condemned with this voice in the head that screams
[Refrain]
Boy, boy-oy-oy, don't go
Liberato with this voice in the head that screams
Boy, boy-oy-oy
Don't go, don't go
With this voice in the head that screams
With this voice in the head that screams
- 1. Pucundria is a neapolitan word that has a difficult translation in other languages. We can say that it's menlancholy, a nostalgic pain. It's often compared to the portuguese word "saudade" and the german one "Sehnsucht".
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