T' e' piaciuta

Sing Naples,
Double Naples.
Heh heh!

After the confetti,
yes 'dry' and defects.
Dear John,
now what do you want to do?

If you thought about it,
and if you aimed well,
all this trouble
no holds to pass!

Mo chiagne and you dispiere
and you want to roll your toe.
There's no divorce
and you'll see it again.

Did you like it? Did you like it?
Tienatella dear dear!
You were purtaste on the altar,
under my arm, nziem'a you.

Now I see you afflicted and tired.
"Come on, come on...ué Giuvá'!
If the melon came out white,
and now who wants to take you?!"

Marriage is like melon.
Heh heh!
It may come out white
and it can also come out red.

Are you crazy?
Don't sleep in bed!
Dint''a chair
you sleep, why?

He says 'at night
the bride is uglier.
Na capa 'and death
it seems to you and you'll see!

'For the dowry he paid,
there isn't even any more.
You got it badly
and he can do nothing!

Did you like it? Did you like it?
Tienatella dear dear!
You were purtaste on the altar,
under my arm, 'nziem'a you.

Now I see you afflicted and tired:
"Come on, come on...ué Giuvá'!
If the melon came out white,
and now who wants to take you?!"

Did you like it? Did you like it?
Tienatella dear dear!
You were purtaste on the altar,
under my arm, nziem'a you.

Now you are afflicted and tired:
"Come on, come on...ué Giuvá'!
If the melon came out white,
and now who wants to take you?!"

If the melon came out white,
and now who wants to take you?!"