Palomma 'e notte
Peppino di Capri
Night Dove
Keep in mind this dove,
how it spins, how it twirls,
how it comes back around
this spark trying to catch.
Dove, this is a light,
it's not pink or jasmine,
and you, so close here,
you want to take flight.
Get the hell outta here!
Get lost, you little nut.
Go, little dove, and come back,
and return to this fresh and beautiful air.
Oh, I too
am slowly blinded,
and I burn my hand
trying to push you away.
Sweetheart, just for a whim,
you want to make someone else unhappy,
and then when you leave,
you want to fly to another.
You're holding too many hearts
with these little hands,
but it ends up that these flames
can burn you too.
Get the hell outta here!
Get lost, you little nut.
Go, little dove, and come back,
and return to this fresh and beautiful air.
Oh, I too
am slowly blinded,
and I burn my hand
trying to push you away.
Come back, go, night dove,
in the shadow where you were born.
Return to this hazy air
that knows how to comfort you.
In the dark and just for me
this candle burns and melts,
but if it burned for both of us
I couldn't stand it.
Get the hell outta here!
Get lost, you little nut.
Go, little dove, and come back,
and return to this fresh and beautiful air.
Oh, I too
am slowly blinded,
and I burn my hand
trying to push you away.
