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Monastery of Santa Chiara

Roberto Murolo

Munastero e Santa Chiara

Dimane?...ma vurría partí stasera!
Luntano, no...nun ce resisto cchiù!
Dice che c'è rimasto sulo 'o mare,
Che è 'o stesso 'e primma...chillu mare blu!

Munasterio 'e santa chiara...
Tengo 'o core scuro scuro...
Ma pecché, pecché ogne sera,
Penzo a napule comm'era,
Penzo a napule comm'è?!

Funtanella 'e capemonte,
Chistu core mme se schianta,
Quanno sento 'e dí da 'a gente
Ca s'è fatto malamente
Stu paese...ma pecché?
No...nun è overo
No...nun ce créro
E moro cu 'sta smania 'e turná a napule
Ma ch'aggia fá?
Mme fa paura 'e ce turná!

Paura? sí...si fosse tutto overo?
Si 'a gente avesse ditto 'a veritá?
Tutta ricchezza 'e napule era 'o core!
Dice ch'ha perzo pure chillu llá!

Munasterio 'e santa chiara
'nchiuse dint'a quatto mura,
Quanta femmene sincere,
Si perdévano ll'ammore,
Se spusavano a gesù!

Funtanella 'e capemonte
Mo, si pèrdono n'amante,
Giá ne tènono ati ciento
Ca, na femmena 'nnucente,
Dice 'a gente, nun c'è cchiù!

E moro pe' 'sta smania 'e turná a napule!
Ma ch'aggia fá...
Mme fa paura 'e ce turná!

Monastery of Santa Chiara

Tomorrow?...but I wanted to leave tonight!
Far away, no...I can't resist anymore!
They say only the sea remains,
It's the same as before...that blue sea!

Monastery of Santa Chiara...
I have a dark, dark heart...
But why, why every evening,
I think of Naples as it was,
I think of Naples as it is now?!

Fountain of Capemonte,
This heart is breaking,
When I hear people say
That this town has become a mess,
This town...but why?
No...it's not true
No...I won't believe it
And I die with this urge to return to Naples
But what should I do?
I'm scared to go back!

Scared? yes...if it were all true?
If people had told the truth?
All the wealth of Naples was the heart!
They say even that is lost now!

Monastery of Santa Chiara
Closed within four walls,
How many sincere women,
Lost their love,
Got married to Jesus!

Fountain of Capemonte
Now, they lose a lover,
They already have another hundred,
Because, an innocent woman,
People say, there's no more!

And I die with this urge to return to Naples!
But what should I do...
I'm scared to go back!

Escrita por: Barberis / Galdieri