Souvenir d'Italie
Ti lascio paese dei sogni,
paese d'amore,
e porto con me questo piccolo
tuo souvenir.
È solo una bianca conchiglia
con l'eco del mare
che dice all'orecchio sommessa
"Non devi partir".
Io parto, ma lascio il mio cuore
sul Vomero e a Marechiaro,
e sogno quest'ultima
splendida notte d'amor.
Dimme tu, addò stà, dimme tu,
souvenir d'Italie.
Ch'aggi' 'a fa p' 'a truvà, dimme tu,
souvenir d'Italie.
Ma pecchè nun me fa cchiù durmì,
solo tu m' 'o può di'.
Se n'è gghiuta accussì e me lassa partì,
souvenir, souvenir d'Italie.
Dimme tu, addò stà, dimme tu,
souvenir d'Italie.
Ch'aggi' 'a fa p' 'a truvà, dimme tu,
souvenir d'Italie.
Ma pecchè nun me fa cchiù durmì,
solo tu m' 'o può di'.
Se n'è gghiuta accussì e me lassa partì,
souvenir, souvenir d'Italie.
Souvenir from Italy
I leave you, land of dreams,
land of love,
and I take with me this little
your souvenir.
It's just a white shell
with the echo of the sea
that whispers softly in my ear,
"You don't have to go."
I'm leaving, but I leave my heart
in Vomero and Marechiaro,
and I dream of this last
beautiful night of love.
Tell me, where is it, tell me,
souvenir from Italy.
What should I do to find it, tell me,
souvenir from Italy.
But why can't you let me sleep anymore,
you're the only one who can tell me.
She left just like that and let me go,
souvenir, souvenir from Italy.
Tell me, where is it, tell me,
souvenir from Italy.
What should I do to find it, tell me,
souvenir from Italy.
But why can't you let me sleep anymore,
you're the only one who can tell me.
She left just like that and let me go,
souvenir, souvenir from Italy.