Mea culpa – life got busy. But, here I shall share not an Italian love song, but a Neapolitan (dialect) love song. The song is called Era de maggio (It was May), but I’ll post the English translation. You can readily find the Neapolitan lyrics with an easy google search if so inclined. The song starts in a minor key, but hang on until 1:08, and you’ll see how enchanting it is.
It was May and they were falling on your lap
in piles, in piles, the red cherries.
The air was fresh and all of the garden
was smelling roses a hundred yards away
It was May, I won’t forget it ever
we were singing a song with two voices.
The more time passes the more I remember it,
the air was fresh and the song sweet.
And you were saying: “Dear, dear,
my dear, you’re going far away,
you’re leaving me and I’m counting the hours.
who knows when you’ll be back”
I was replying: “I’ll be back
when the roses are back.
If this flower’s back in May,
in May I’ll be also here.
If this flower’s back in May,
in May I’ll be also here”
And I came back, and now, like before,
we sing together the old tune;
the time passes and the world changes,
but true love, no, doesn’t change path
With you, my beauty, I fell in love,
if you remember, in front of the fountain;
the water in there never dries,
and a love wound doesn’t heal
It doesn’t heal, ’cause if it were
cured, my joy,
in the middle of this embalmed (with fragrances) air,
I wouldn’t be looking at you
And I’m telling you: Dear, dear,
my dear, I’m back,
May’s back and the love’s back,
do with me what you want!
May’s back and the love’s back,
do with me what you want!
pineapplegongzhu
February 8, 2022 at 8:42 PM
February 8, 2022 – Day 8
Mea culpa – life got busy. But, here I shall share not an Italian love song, but a Neapolitan (dialect) love song. The song is called Era de maggio (It was May), but I’ll post the English translation. You can readily find the Neapolitan lyrics with an easy google search if so inclined. The song starts in a minor key, but hang on until 1:08, and you’ll see how enchanting it is.
Love,
February
pineapplegongzhu
February 8, 2022 at 8:42 PM
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pineapplegongzhu
February 8, 2022 at 8:43 PM
English translation:
It was May and they were falling on your lap
in piles, in piles, the red cherries.
The air was fresh and all of the garden
was smelling roses a hundred yards away
It was May, I won’t forget it ever
we were singing a song with two voices.
The more time passes the more I remember it,
the air was fresh and the song sweet.
And you were saying: “Dear, dear,
my dear, you’re going far away,
you’re leaving me and I’m counting the hours.
who knows when you’ll be back”
I was replying: “I’ll be back
when the roses are back.
If this flower’s back in May,
in May I’ll be also here.
If this flower’s back in May,
in May I’ll be also here”
And I came back, and now, like before,
we sing together the old tune;
the time passes and the world changes,
but true love, no, doesn’t change path
With you, my beauty, I fell in love,
if you remember, in front of the fountain;
the water in there never dries,
and a love wound doesn’t heal
It doesn’t heal, ’cause if it were
cured, my joy,
in the middle of this embalmed (with fragrances) air,
I wouldn’t be looking at you
And I’m telling you: Dear, dear,
my dear, I’m back,
May’s back and the love’s back,
do with me what you want!
May’s back and the love’s back,
do with me what you want!
bbstl 🧹
February 8, 2022 at 10:18 PM
Charming, and sung so gently. ❤️
FlyingTool
February 9, 2022 at 3:39 PM
Lovely!