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Pasca d' 'e rrose


Museca: Ernesto De Curtis,

Vierze: Giambattista De Curtis.

Anno: 1905

Easter of the roses


Music: Ernesto De Curtis,

Lyrics: Giambattista De Curtis.

Year: 1905

Instrumental version


Quanta rrose 'nce stanno p' 'e ciardine,
I' tante nne vulesse 'sta jurnata…
Rose rosse 'e velluto senza spine,
Comm' â vocca ca i' sulo aggio vasata!

Rose janche e gentile, comm' ê mmane
Ca teneno attaccato 'a vita mia…
'E rrose d' 'e paise 'e cchiù luntane,
'E rrose ca nun nasceno a 'sta via!

Ma pe' mme…
Sò sfrunnate 'e ciardine!
Sò mmorte 'e rrose e sò…
Restate 'e spine!

Tu venisse… e truvasse, oi nè, 'stu lietto
Appriparato cu 'e ccuscine 'e rose…
Core, core! Tu comme sbatte 'mpietto!
Comm' è brutto a penzà 'sti belli ccose!

Comm' è triste 'sta casa e sulitaria!
Nun 'nce passa nisciuno pe' 'sta via…
Rose, rose! Ch'addore pe' chest'aria…
Manco 'na rosa… dint' â stanza mia!

Ca pe' mme…
Sò sfrunnate 'e ciardine!
Sò mmorte 'e rrose e sò…
Restate 'e spine!

translated by Natalia Chernega


How many roses there are in the gardens,
I would like many of them on this day…
Red velvet roses without thorns,
Like her lips that only I have kissed!

Delicate white roses like her hands
That hold my life…
The roses from the most distant countries,
The roses that don't grow on this street!

But for me…
The gardens have shed their leaves!
The roses are faded and…
Only the thorns are left!

If you would come… and see, oh dear, this bed
Prepared with the pillows of roses…
Heart, heart! How you beat in my chest!
How badly is to think about these beautiful things!

How sad and lonely my house is!
No one walks down this street…
Roses, roses! What a smell around…
But there's no rose… in my room!

Because for me…
The gardens have shed their leaves!
The roses are faded and…
Only the thorns are left!

translated by Natalia Chernega