'O Surdato 'Nnammurato
Staje luntana da stu core,
a te volo cu 'o penziero:
niente voglio e niente spero
ca tenerte sempe a fianco a me!
Si' sicura 'e chist'ammore
comm'i' só' sicuro 'e te...
Oje vita, oje vita mia...
oje core 'e chistu core...
si' stata 'o primmo ammore...
e 'o primmo e ll'ùrdemo sarraje pe' me!
Quanta notte nun te veco,
nun te sento 'int'a sti bbracce,
nun te vaso chesta faccia,
nun t'astregno forte 'mbraccio a me?!
Ma, scetánnome 'a sti suonne,
mme faje chiagnere pe' te...
Oje vita, oje vita mia...
oje core 'e chistu core...
si' stata 'o primmo ammore...
e 'o primmo e ll'ùrdemo sarraje pe' me!
Scrive sempe e sta' cuntenta:
io nun penzo che a te sola...
Nu penziero mme cunzola,
ca tu pienze sulamente a me...
'A cchiù bella 'e tutt''e bbelle,
nun è maje cchiù bella 'e te!
Oje vita, oje vita mia...
oje core 'e chistu core...
si' stata 'o primmo ammore...
e 'o primmo e ll'ùrdemo sarraje pe' me!
'The Soldier in Love'
You are far from this heart,
I fly to you with my thoughts:
I want nothing and hope for nothing
but to always have you by my side!
You are sure of this love
as I am sure of you...
Oh life, oh my life...
oh heart of this heart...
you were the first love...
and the first and last will be for me!
How many nights I don't see you,
don't feel you in these arms,
don't kiss this face,
don't hold you tightly in my embrace?!
But, waking up from these dreams,
you make me cry for you...
Oh life, oh my life...
oh heart of this heart...
you were the first love...
and the first and last will be for me!
You always write and are happy:
I only think of you...
A thought torments me,
that you only think of me...
The most beautiful of all beauties,
is never more beautiful than you!
Oh life, oh my life...
oh heart of this heart...
you were the first love...
and the first and last will be for me!