IT DOESN'T RAIN IN NAPLES

A NAPOLI NON PIOVE

In Naples, there’s no sea, there’s no sunA Napule nun ce sta 'o mare, nun ce sta 'o sole
It covers its ears when it hears the gunshotsSe copre 'e rrecchie quando sente 'e botte d''e pistole
In Naples, there’s no king, there’s no saintA Napule nn'ce sta nu rre, nn'ce sta nu santo
Only the Madonna keeps me companyAddu me sulo a Madonna t'accumpagna
I come where the city poses for a pictureVengo addò 'a città se mette in posa pe na foto
I come where they come to take all the junkVengo addò veneno a piglià tutte quante coccosa
She’s not around when the kids get hurtEssa nun ce sta quando s'accideno 'e guagliune
Naples doesn’t cry, in Naples it doesn’t rainNapule nun chiagne, a Napule nun chiove
The sidewalk always bears the name of someone'O marciapede tene sempe 'o nomme 'e coccheduno
Who lost their life up top, it’s a gamble between life and deathCa c'ha perso 'a vita 'a coppa, scagna 'a vita e 'a morte
When you love someone, you always have a memoryQuande ame a coccheduno, tiene sempe nu ricordo
That’s the only way to give life back to deathChillu è ll'unico modo pe dà ancora 'a vita â morte
It’s so cold, junk doesn’t go todayComme fa friddo, coccosa ogge nun va
Those who bleed make puddles on the groundSta chi perde sanghe e 'nterra se fa 'a pozzanghera
I want to love you like I do my momI' te voglio amà comme faccio cu mammà
But you’re as strict as my dad was with mePerò tu sî severa comme era cu'mmé papà
And you’ve taught me wellE m'hê saputo educà

Yeah, ahYeah, ah
I look at the sky and it gets darker, won’t let me sleepGuardo 'o cielo e se fa cchiù niro e nun me fa durmí
I look at my dad getting olderGuardo a patemo ca se fa sempe cchiù viecchio
I wanted to fly and now I don’t know how to landI' vulevo vulà e mo nun saccio atterrà
I look at the sky and it gets grayer and colderGuardo 'o cielo e se fa cchiù griggio e fa cchiù friddo
But this sky is a wall that keeps me from talking to GodMa 'stu cielo è nu muro ca nn'ce fa parla cu Ddio
I look at my mom who becomes more beautiful for meGuardo a mammema ca pe'mmé se fa cchiù bbella
I wanted to fly, I wanted to flyI' vulevo vulà, i' vulevo vulà
If I could cry, it would hurt lessSi putesse chiagnere, facesse meno male

I’m the type who, if he jumps off a mountain, builds wings in flightSongo 'o tipo ca, si se jetta dâ muntagna, costruisce ll'ale in volo
So he doesn’t really landPe nun atterrà proprio
My fate was written in the diaries'O destino mio steva scritto dint'ê diarie
Life here screws you without a warning'A vita ccà te fotte senza preliminare
When priests were like little birds for how much they ateQuando 'e prete erano pinnole pe quante ne mangiave
I’m like Icarus: I’m willing to die to rise higherI' songo comme Icaro: So' disposto a murí pe saglí sempe cchiù in alto
It’s not true, believe me, that money makes you tallerNn'è overo, crideme, che 'e sorde nn'te fanno cchiù alte
It makes you shorter in the eyes of those watchingFanno cchiù basse chi te sta guardanno
The heart feels pain to defend itself'O core prova dulore pe se difendere
The rain is physiological, cleans the ground'A pioggia è fisiologica, pulezza 'nterra
An old man wants to be young and vice versaNu viecchio vò essere ggiovane e viceversa
Life, even if long, leaves a mark'A vita, si pure longa, rimane impressa
I don’t know the formula when I prayNun saccio 'a formuletta quand prego
Because every day is different with things I don’t havePecché so' diverse tutt''e juorne 'e cose ca nun tengo
When I was at my mom’s house, it was real at the entranceQuando stevo â casa 'e mamma, era cavero a ll'ingresso
Now I have an Hermès blanket and I don’t care for anythingMo tengo 'o plaid 'e Hermès e nun me scarfa pe niente
But life has rewarded mePerò 'a vita m'ha premiato

Yeah, ahYeah, ah
I look at the sky and it gets darker, won’t let me sleepGuardo 'o cielo e se fa cchiù niro e nun me fa durmí
I look at my dad getting olderGuardo a patemo ca se fa sempe cchiù viecchio
I wanted to fly and now I don’t know how to landI' vulevo vulà e mo nun saccio atterrà
I look at the sky and it gets grayer and colderGuardo 'o cielo e se fa cchiù griggio e fa cchiù friddo
But this sky is a wall that keeps me from talking to GodMa 'stu cielo è nu muro ca nn'ce fa parla cu Ddio
I look at my mom who becomes more beautiful for meGuardo a mammema ca pe'mmé se fa cchiù bbella
I wanted to fly, I wanted to flyI' vulevo vulà, i' vulevo vulà
If I could cry, it would hurt lessSi putesse chiagnere, facesse meno male
But this sky is a wall that keeps me from talking to GodMa 'stu cielo è nu muro ca nn'ce fa parla cu Ddio
I look at my mom who becomes more beautiful for meGuardo a mammema ca pe'mmé se fa cchiù bbella
I wanted to fly, I wanted to flyI' vulevo vulà, i' vulevo vulà
If I could cry, it would hurt lessSi putesse chiagnere, facesse meno male