Piscatore 'e pusilleco
Piscatore 'e stu mare 'e Pusilleco
ch 'ogne notte mme siente 'e canta
piscato, sti pparole so' lacrene
pe' Maria ca luntana mme sta!
Dorme 'o mare... voca, voca
Tutt'e pace attuorno a me...
Ma pecche,
ma pecche mm'he lassato
mentr'io moro, stannote, pe' te?
Cassarella d' 'o Capo 'e Pusilleco,
sponta 'a luna e te vene a vasa
Quanta notte aggio perzo
guardanotte,
quanta juorne aggio visto schiara!
Dorme 'o mare... voca, voca
Tutt'e pace attuorno a me...
Ma pecche,
ma pecche mm'he lassato
mentr'io moro, stannote, pe' te?
Zitto oje core, ca 'nterra Pusilleco,
veco n'ombra ca segno mme fa
Na manella e na voce
mme chiamano:
fra sti bracce Maria vo' turna
Dorme 'o mare... Oje belle viene
'ncielo 'a luna saglie e va.
Vita mia!
Vita mia mme vuo' bene
Ca is e suonno nun farme sceta.
(Translation:
Fisherman from the Pusilleco sea!
You who hear me singing every night.
Fisherman, my words are tears!
for Maria who has gone away.
The sea sleeps, come, come!
Everything around me is peaceful.
Why?
Why did you go away?
Leaving me here tonight, to die!
Be still, my heart! I see a shadow.
calling to me from Pusilleco!
a tiny hand and a voice!
Maria is returning to my arms!
The sea sleeps, come back my darling!
The moon comes and goes in the sky.
My life!
My life! Do you love me?
If this is a dream, don't awaken me!
The sea is calm, come! come!
Why?
Why did you go away?
Leaving me here tonight, to die!
Leaving me here tonight, to die!)
ch 'ogne notte mme siente 'e canta
piscato, sti pparole so' lacrene
pe' Maria ca luntana mme sta!
Dorme 'o mare... voca, voca
Tutt'e pace attuorno a me...
Ma pecche,
ma pecche mm'he lassato
mentr'io moro, stannote, pe' te?
Cassarella d' 'o Capo 'e Pusilleco,
sponta 'a luna e te vene a vasa
Quanta notte aggio perzo
guardanotte,
quanta juorne aggio visto schiara!
Dorme 'o mare... voca, voca
Tutt'e pace attuorno a me...
Ma pecche,
ma pecche mm'he lassato
mentr'io moro, stannote, pe' te?
Zitto oje core, ca 'nterra Pusilleco,
veco n'ombra ca segno mme fa
Na manella e na voce
mme chiamano:
fra sti bracce Maria vo' turna
Dorme 'o mare... Oje belle viene
'ncielo 'a luna saglie e va.
Vita mia!
Vita mia mme vuo' bene
Ca is e suonno nun farme sceta.
(Translation:
Fisherman from the Pusilleco sea!
You who hear me singing every night.
Fisherman, my words are tears!
for Maria who has gone away.
The sea sleeps, come, come!
Everything around me is peaceful.
Why?
Why did you go away?
Leaving me here tonight, to die!
Be still, my heart! I see a shadow.
calling to me from Pusilleco!
a tiny hand and a voice!
Maria is returning to my arms!
The sea sleeps, come back my darling!
The moon comes and goes in the sky.
My life!
My life! Do you love me?
If this is a dream, don't awaken me!
The sea is calm, come! come!
Why?
Why did you go away?
Leaving me here tonight, to die!
Leaving me here tonight, to die!)
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Writer(s): Gian Carlo Chiaramello
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