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Aieressera, oì nè, me ne sagliette, tu saie addò? Addò 'stu core 'ngrato cchiù dispietto farme nun pò! Addò lo fuoco coce, ma si fuie te lassa sta e nun te corre appriesso, nun te struie, 'ncielo a guardà! Jammo jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà! Funiculì, funiculà! Jammo jammo jammo jà, etc. Nè... jammo da la terra a la montagna! no passo nc'è! Se vede Francia, Proceta e la Spagna... Io veco a tte! Tirato co la fune, ditto 'nfatto, 'ncielo se va.. Se va comm' 'à lu viento a l'intrasatto, guè, saglie sà! Jammo jammo etc. Se n' 'è sagliuta, oì nè, se n' 'è sagliuta la capa già! È gghiuta, pò è turnata, pò è venuta.. sta sempe ccà! La capa vota, vota, attuorno, attuorno, attuorno a tte! Sto core canta sempe nu taluorno sposammo, oì nè! Jammo jammo etc.
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This text was added to the website: 2009-02-06
Line count: 29
Word count: 141
Do you know where I got to, yesterday evening? Where your ungrateful heart can't be spiteful to me more! Where the fire burns, but if you run away it lets you go and it doesn't run after you, doesn't tire you, looking at the sky! Listen ! Listen! Echoes sound from afar! funiculì, funiculà! Echoes sound from afar! etc. We go from the ground to the mountain without walking! You can see France, Procida and Spain... I see you! Pulled by a rope, no sooner said than done we go to the skies.. We go like the wind all of a sudden, go up, go up! Listen! Listen! etc. My head is gone already, its gone already.... It's gone, then returned, then come again It's still here! My head turns, turns, around, around, around you! My heart always sings that one of these days you will marry me my darling! Listen! Listen! etc.
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This text was added to the website: 2009-02-06
Line count: 29
Word count: 152
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