St’ammore mme teneva ‘ncatenato,
Ma ho detto: «Basta!» e mme só’ liberato
Mme pare cchiù turchino ‘o cielo,
Mme pare cchiù lucente ‘o mare…
E ‘o core canta p»a felicitá!
Chella llá, chella llá
Mo va dicenno ca mme vò’ lassá
Se crede ca mme faccio ‘o sango amaro,
Se crede ca ‘mpazzisco e po’ mme sparo!
Chella llá, chella llá
Nun sape che piacere ca mme fa
Mme ne piglio n’ata cchiù bella
E chi sulla restarrá…
Chella llá, chella llá, chella llá
I have to laugh each time I think about him
He thinks that I could never live without him
He has a very funny notion
That I’m gonna cry an ocean
Because he found himself another dove
Ha, ha, ha — hi, hi, hi
There’s more than just one apple on the tree
Gonna find the dreamiest pigeon
And I’ll love that turtle dove
Chella llá, chella llá, chella llá
