Vurria

作詞：Antonio Pugliese     作曲：Furio Rendine

Vurria (I want)

Dint'a na stanzulella fredda e scura,
addo' na vota ce traseva 'o sole,
mo stongo io sulo...e tengo na paura
ch'a poco a poco, mme cunzuma 'o core...

Paura ca mme struje 'sta malatia
senza vede cchiu Napule,
senza vede cchiu a te...

Vurria turna addu te,
pe' n'ora sola,
Napule mia...
pe' te senti 'e canta
cu mille manduline...
Vurria turna addu te
comm'a na vota,
ammore mio...
pe' te pute vasa,
pe' mme senti abbraccia...
'Sta freva
ca nun mme lassa maje!
'sta freva
nun mme fa cchiu campa...

Vurria turna addu te
comm'a na vota,
ammore mio...
Vurria...vurria...vurria...
ma stongo 'ncroce!


'Sta freva
ca nun mme lassa maje!
'sta freva
nun mme fa cchiu campa...

Vurria turna addu te
comm'a na vota,
ammore mio...
Vurria...vurria...vurria...
Napule mia...

Although composed in 1958, Vurria is very much in the tradition of
Neapolitan love songs, where Naples becomes the beloved.
The passion for the city with its sun and its sea,
is like the passion for a woman, and the lament,
is what, for some, is life's greatest tragedy,
being far away from home.