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Anema nera


Museca: Nicola Valente,

Vierse: Beniamino Canetti.

Anno: 1931

Black soul


Music: Nicola Valente,

Lyrics: Beniamino Canetti.

Year: 1931


'Sta vota, siente a me, te sì sbagliata.
Tu sì felice? E io cchiù felice 'e te.
Mm'aggio truvato 'n'ata 'nnammurata,
Chella ca overamente fa pe' mme.

Cchiù bella 'e te?
No, nun è nata ancora,
Ma è 'nnammurata e sora
Chesta ca sape chiagnere.
Bella nun è,
Ma è 'n'anema sincera.
Cride ca tutte tenono
'N'anema nera
Comm'a tte.

T'aggio lassata e nun me pare overo
C'aggio tenuto 'a forza 'e te lassà.
Ma cierti vvote stongo accussì allero
Ca mm'addimmanno i' stesso: "E comme va?"

Cchiù bella 'e te?
No, nun è nata ancora,
Ma è 'nnammurata e sora
Chesta ca sape chiagnere.
Bella nun è,
Ma è 'n'anema sincera.
Cride ca tutte tenono
'N'anema nera
Comm'a tte.

E comme chiagne 'a 'nnammurata mia
Quanno me vede 'e ridere accussì!
M' 'a legge dint' 'o core 'sta buscia
E nun perdona a chi me fa suffrì.

Cchiù bella 'e te?
No, nun è nata ancora,
Ma è 'nnammurata e sora
Chesta ca sape chiagnere.
Bella nun è,
Ma è 'n'anema sincera.
Cride ca tutte tenono
'N'anema nera
Comm'a tte.



This time, listen to me, you're wrong.
Are you happy? And I'm happier than you.
I've found another beloved
Who is really for me.

More beautiful than you!?
No, such girl wasn't born yet,
But she's in love and kind,
She's able to cry.
She's not beautiful
But she has a pure soul.
And you think that everybody
Has a black soul
Like you.

I've left you and I can't believe
That I had the strength to leave you.
But sometimes I'm so jolly
That I ask myself: "How could that be?"

More beautiful than you!?
No, such girl wasn't born yet,
But she's in love and kind,
She's able to cry.
She's not beautiful
But she has a pure soul.
And you think that everybody
Has a black soul
Like you.

And how my new beloved cries
When she sees me laughing!
She reads this sham in my heart
And can't forgive those who makes me suffer.

More beautiful than you!?
No, such girl wasn't born yet,
But she's in love and kind,
She's able to cry.
She's not beautiful
But she has a pure soul.
And you think that everybody
Has a black soul
Like you.

translated by Natalia Chernega