Texts of the Neapolitan songs

"E nun s'affaccia cchiù!"
"E nun s'affaccia cchiù!"

Sarrà 'o lliquore
Ca m'ha sturdito…
Pecché sò capitato,
Stasera, 'int'a 'stu vico? 'Stu vico…
Dint'a 'stu vico,
'O terzo piano,
Sta ancora 'nu balcone
'A tantu tiempo 'nchiuso… Sta 'nchiuso!

E nun s'affaccia cchiù!

Sta 'nchiuso,
Comme chiusa sta 'int' ô core
Chella llà ca me purtaje p' 'a bona via.
E po'… 'na sera – nun mm' 'o scordo maje –
'O viento d' 'o destino s' 'a pigliaje,
E addio, speranze care,
Addio, suonne d'ammore,
Addio, felicità!
Balcone 'nchiuso!

"E nun s'affaccia cchiù!"
"E nun s'affaccia cchiù!"

E bevo
Pecché 'a nebbia d' 'o lliquore
Tutte ccose fa scurdà… pure 'na vita…
Ma nun è vita chesta: è 'n'illusione;
'A vita mia sta dint'a 'nu balcone,
Balcone 'o terzo piano.
Nun pò cagnà 'o destino…
Io mm'aggi' 'a rassignà!
E bonasera!

E bonasera!

"She doesn't look out anymore!"
"She doesn't look out anymore!"

It's the liquor
That has intoxicated me…
Why have I found myself
In this lane tonight? In this lane…
In this lane,
On the third floor,
There's a balcony
That is closed for a long time… It's closed!

She doesn't look out anymore!

It's closed,
Like my heart that keeps her,
She who led me along the right path.
And then… one evening – I'll never forget it –
The wind of destiny took her away,
Goodbye, sweet hopes,
Goodbye, dreams of love,
Goodbye, happiness!
The closed balcony!

"She doesn't look out anymore!"
"She doesn't look out anymore!"

And I drink,
Because the liquor
Makes me forget all things… even my life…
But it's not life: it's an illusion;
My life is here, on this balcony,
Balcony on the third floor.
No one can change destiny…
I must resign myself to it!
And goodbye!

And goodbye!