Young Boy

Guaglione

You're always here, standing here,Staje sempe ccá, 'mpuntato ccá,
In the middle of this street,'mmiez'a 'sta via,
No more eating, no more sleeping,nun mange cchiù, nun duorme cchiù,
What a mess!che pecundría!

Hey boy, who comes to say this jealousy?Ué piccerí che vène a dí 'sta gelusia?
You want to suffer,Tu vuó suffrí,
You want to die,tu vuó murí,
Who makes you do it.chi t''o ffá fá.

Run to your mom's arms,Curre 'mbraccio addu mammá,
Don't act foolish, boy.nun fá 'o scemo piccerí.
Tell her the whole truthDille tutt''a veritá
'Cause mom can understand you.ca mammá te pò capí.

And you walk and stroll under this balconyE passe e spasse sott'a stu balcone
But you're a young boy.ma tu si' guaglione.
You don't know women,Tu nun canusce 'e ffemmene,
You're still so young!si' ancora accussí giovane!

You're a young boy. What got into you?Tu si guaglione. Che t'hê miso 'ncapa?
Go play with the ball.Va' a ghiucá 'o pallone.
What do these tears mean?Che vònno dí sti llacreme?
Go away, don't make me laugh.Vatté, nun mme fá ridere.

Run to your mom's arms,Curre 'mbraccio addu mammá,
Don't act foolish, boy.nun fá 'o scemo piccerí.
Tell her the whole truthDille tutta 'a veritá
'Cause mom can understand you.ca mammá te pò capí.

And you walk and stroll under this balcony,E passe e spasse sott'a stu balcone,
But you're a young boy.ma tu si' guaglione.
You don't know women,Tu nun canusce 'e ffemmene,
You're still so young!si' ancora accussí giovane!

You're a young boy. What got into you?Tu si guaglione. Che t'hê miso 'ncapa?
Go play with the ball.Va' a ghiucá 'o pallone.
What do these tears mean?Che vònno dí sti llacreme?
Go away, don't make me laugh.Vatté, nun mme fá ridere.

Run to your mom's arms,Curre 'mbraccio addu mammá,
Don't act foolish, boy.nun fá 'o scemo piccerí.
Tell her the whole truthDille tutt''a veritá
'Cause mom can understand you.ca mammá te pò capí.