Texts of the Neapolitan songs

Carmela è 'na bambola
E fa 'ammore cu mme.
Ma 'a mamma è terribile,
Nun m' 'a vò fà vedè.

Allora aggio truvato
'Nu bellu ritrovato:
Carmela fa 'a sunnambula
Pe' me venì a truvà
E fa scema a mammà.

E cu 'a scusa ch'è 'na sunnambula,
Chesta bambola, nèh, che fa?
Tutt' 'e ssere, pe' ccopp'a ll'asteco,
Vene a ll'unnece a passiggià.

'Ncopp'a ll'asteco ce stongh'io
E lle dico: "Stò ccà pe' tte".

E 'a sunnambula
Ch'è 'na bambola,
Fa 'a sunnambula
'Mbracci'a mme.

'O pate, 'On Arcangelo,
Pe' dispietto nun vò.
Lle songo antipatico
E m'ha ditto ca no.

Ma a mme che me ne 'mporta?
Io tengo aperta 'a porta.
Carmela, comm' ô ssolito,
Me vene a cunzulà
E fa scemo a papà.

E cu 'a scusa ch'è 'na sunnambula,
Chesta bambola, nèh, che fa?
Tutt' 'e ssere, pe' ccopp'a ll'asteco,
Vene a ll'unnece a passiggià.

'Ncopp'a ll'asteco ce stongh'io
E lle dico: "Stò ccà pe' tte".

E 'a sunnambula
Ch'è 'na bambola,
Fa 'a sunnambula
'Mbracci'a mme.

Carmela is a nice girl
And she is my girlfriend.
But her mom is unbearable,
She doesn't want me to meet her daughter.

And then I've found
One good fact:
Carmela pretends to be a sleepwalker
To come to see me
And she makes a fool of her mom.

And under pretence of being a sleepwalker
What does this girl do?
Every night to the roof
She goes out for a walk at eleven o'clock.

To the roof I go out too
And I tell her: "I'm here for you".

And the sleepwalker
Is this girl,
She pretends to be a sleepwalker
In my arms.

Her father, Don Arcangelo,
He doesn't give his consent to spite me.
He dislikes me
And he has said me no.

But who cares?
I leave my door open.
Carmela, as usual,
Comes to console me
And she makes a fool of her dad.

And under pretence of being a sleepwalker
What does this girl do?
Every night to the roof
She goes out for a walk at eleven o'clock.

To the roof I go out too
And I tell her: "I'm here for you".

And the sleepwalker
Is this girl,
She pretends to be a sleepwalker
In my arms.