Fred Bongusto — E Fantasme song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "E Fantasme" by Fred Bongusto.
Lyrics
Napule dorme
Robe', non durmì
'O siente 'o fasmasma
Che canta int’o vico
'Na musica antica?
'A luna e 'a chitarra
'Sta faccia 'e guaglione
Che belle canzone
Ma Napule dorme
E nun era accussì
Cu Titina e Eduardo
'A gente rireva
Ma dopp' chiagneva
E napulitana era l’arte 'e campà
'A filosofia pe' vivere
Oè, 'o sole abbrucia 'sta città
Comm’era bella Annamaria
Quante vase int’o purtune
Int’a villa comunale
Non ce steva niente 'e male
Napule dorme
Ce piace durmì
Peccato 'o fantasma
Sta all’ombra d’a luna
Nun 'o siete nisciuno
Ma napulitana è l’arte 'e durmì
'A filosofia 'e nun sentere
Oè, ma ha da cagnà e cagnarrà
Va ricurdate a monarchia?
A rumenica 'e guagliune
'nsieme 'o rre vanno a partita
'A città sarrà pulita
Pe' 'na legge comunale
Tutte quante simm' uguale
Nun ce stesse niente 'e male
Napule dorme
Robe', non durmì
Tu mo' nun ce pienze
Ma pure nuie simm'
Come 'a chistu fantasma
Nun ce sente cchiù nisciuno
Chista è a musica p’a luna
P’o core… ma chi 'o tene cchiù?
Lyrics translation
Turnip asleep
Robe', did not sleep
'Or feel' or fasmasma
Singing int'o vico
'In ancient music?
Moon and guitar
'This face' and guaglione
What a beautiful song
My turnip is asleep
And nun was accused
With Titina and Eduardo
'People laugh
But dopp ' chiagneva
And napulitana was the art ' and campà
'A philosophy pe' live
O, 'o Sun embraces' this city
How beautiful Annamaria was
How many vases int'o purtune
Int'a Villa comunale
There was nothing wrong with it.
Turnip asleep
We like to sleep
Sin o ghost
It stands in the shadow of the moon
You're not or you're not.
But napulitana is the art ' and slept
'A philosophy' and nun sentere
O, but he has a dog and will dog
Are you referring to the monarchy?
In rumenica ' and guagliune
'nsieme' or rre go to match
'A city will be clean
Pe '' na municipal law
All simm ' equal
There was nothing wrong
Turnip asleep
Robe', did not sleep
You mo'nun ce pienze
But nuie simm'
How ' a chistu ghost
I can't hear you.
Chista is at musica P'a luna
P'o core ... but who is it?