| Merica chi te via arsa re
fuoco
cuomu re fuoco, fa vrusciare a mmie
allo mio bene, ti lu tieni luocu
e llu fa stare lontanu re mie
Rille si sinne vena osi sta lluocu
o veremente s'e scordatu e mie
rille ca s'addimmura n'atro pocu
l'ossa ce puo truvare e nno ra mmie!
Si l'unna re lu mare porta china'
su lle larime mie jumi currire |
America may you be inflamed
as with fire that burns within me
you keep my beloved there
you keep him far from me
ask him, will he return or stay?
or has he truly forgotten me?
tell him if he prolongs much longer
he will find only my bones and not me!
if the tides of the sea run full
it is the river of my tears that fills them |
