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The Drunk Donkey

Domenico Modugno

Lu Sciccareddu Mbriacu

Chista è la storia di 'nu sciccareddu
Ca num bulìa tirari cchiù 'a carretta
Allura lu patruni ca bacchetta
Li dìa quattro corpi 'nna la schina
Ma lu sceccu nun camina
Nun gli 'mporta propriu nenti,
Li mazzati nun li senti
E đđa fermu sempri sta.

E lu patruni tuttu arraggiatu
Comu 'nu turcu ha jastimatu:
«bisogna ca jimu a lu mulinu
E arrì, arri, arri, arrì, arrì, arrì, a!
Ha' jiri a fatihà»

Ma lu sciccareddu nun camina
'un gli importa propriu nenti,
Li mazzati nun li senti
E đđa fermu sempri sta.

«hi ho, hi ho, hi ho, ha... »

«ma 'nsumma camini o un ha a camini, ah? »
«haaaa... »

Si truvau passannu allura nu cumpari
«s’intendi lu cunsigghiu d’un amicu
Si propriu lu vo faci caminari
Bisogna chi li dai ‘nu pocu ‘i vinu
S'adducisci lu palatu
Ca 'nu pocu s'auticizza
Accussì ci passa a stizza
E vedrai caminerà »

Ma lu patruni esageratu
'nu sicchiu sanu di vinu anticu
Lu sciccareddu.. s'era mbriahatu..
E arrì, arri, arri, arrì, arrì, arrì, a!

Ma sceccareddu nun camina
'un gli importa propriu nenti
Du patruni ca mpazzisci
Ca si tira li capiddi
Mo' s'è stisu propriu 'n terra
Sciccareddu s'addurmisci...
«haahahahah..ahh.. »

The Drunk Donkey

This is the story of a drunk donkey
Who didn't want to pull the cart anymore
So the owner, with a stick,
Gave him four whacks on the back
But the donkey doesn't walk
He doesn't care at all,
He doesn't feel the beatings
And he always stands still.

And the owner, all angry
Like a madman, he cursed:
'We have to go to the mill
And go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
We have to make him work!'

But the drunk donkey doesn't walk
He doesn't care at all,
He doesn't feel the beatings
And he always stands still.

'hi ho, hi ho, hi ho, ha...'

'But in the end, will he walk or not, huh?'
'haaaa...'

Then they met a friend
'If you understand the advice of a friend
If you really want to make him walk
You have to give him a little wine
If you please his palate
With a little sip
That's how he gets excited
And you'll see, he'll walk'

But the owner exaggerated
A whole jug of old wine
The drunk donkey... got drunk..
And go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

But the donkey doesn't walk
He doesn't care at all,
The owners are crazy
Pulling their hair out
Now he's lying on the ground
The donkey fell asleep...
'haahahahah..ahh..'

Escrita por: Domenico Modugno