Today I'm so happy

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by Libero Bovio (1883 - 1942)

Translation © by Anne Evans

O paese d' 'o sole

Language: Italian (Italiano)

Our translations: ENG

Ogge stó' tanto allero  ca, quase quase,
mme mettesse a chiagnere  pesta felicità...
Ma è overo o nun è overo,
ca so' turnato a Napule?

Ma è overo ca stó ccá?
"O treno steva ancora "int "a stazione
quanno aggio "ntiso "e primme manduline.

Chist' è "o paese d' "o sole,
Chist' è "o paese d' "o mare.
Chist' è "o paese addò tutt' "e parole,
só' doce o só' amare,
só' sempre parole d'ammore.

"Sta casa piccerella
"sta casarella mia "ncoppa Pusilleco,
luntano chi t' "a dà
"Sta casa puverella tutt' addurosa "anèpeta
se putarrìa pitta
"a ccà nu ciardeniello sempe "nfiore,
e de rimpetto "o mare, sulo "o mare!

Chist' è "o paese d' "o sole
Chist' è "o paese d' "o mare,
Chist' è "o paese addò tutt' "e parole,
só' doce o só' amare,
só' sempre parole d'ammore!

Tutto, tutto è destino...
Come putevo fà furtuna all'estero
s'io voglio campà ccà?
Mettite "nfrisco "o vino,
tanto ne voglio vevere ca mm'aggi' "a "mbriac
Dint' a "sti qquatto mure io stó' cuntento ,
Mamma mme sta vicino, e nénna canta.

Chist' è "o paese d' "o sole
Chist' è "o paese d' "o mare,
Chist' è "o paese addò tutt' "e parole,
só' doce o só' amare,
só' sempre parole d'ammore!

Text Authorship:

by Libero Bovio (1883 - 1942), written 1925 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

by Vincenzo d'Annibale , "O paese d' 'o sole" [voice and orchestra] [
text verified 1 time
]

Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

ENG English (Anne Evans) , title unknown, copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: Anne Evans

This text was added to the website: 2009-02-06
Line count: 36
Word count: 214

Today I'm so happy

Language: English after the Italian (Italiano)

Today I'm so happy 
that I feel like crying
Is it true, can it be,
Have I returned to Naples?

Am I here?
The train was still in the station
when I heard the first songs of the mandolins.

This is the land of sun, 
this is the land of the sea.
It's the land where words,
whether sweet or bitter,
are always words of love.

This little house
my little house  
far above Posilipo
This little house ever fragrant,
one could paint
ever in flower 
and by the sea!

This is the land of sun 
This is the land of the sea.
It's the land where words,
whether sweet or bitter,
are always words of love!

Everything is destiny.
How can I make a fortune far
away if I want to live here?
Put the wine in the cooler,
I want to drink to oblivion.
Within these four walls I'm so happy,
Mother stay close and sing me a song.

This is the land of sun 
This is the land of the sea.
It is the land where words,
whether sweet or bitter,
are always words of love!

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This text was added to the website: 2009-02-06
Line count: 36
Word count: 189