A storia e Maria [English translation]
A storia e Maria [English translation]
Listen friend this I'm telling you
cannot be found in the story books and these paths,
stories and promises, that leave and that remain stories
and through which you look inside life through a window,
listen friend, listen friend
The people say that Maria wasn't ever born
that she was invented to write songs
this is what they say 'cause I never met her once
she was a dark skinned woman who was dancing by the seaside
and now listen friend, listen friend this I'm telling you
The people say that she has never fall in love
some say that in her heart she had a lad
and that one night she followed the path of her heart and also of life
and afterwards nothing, silence, nobody ever heard of her
and now Maria... where is Maria, how is Maria doing
if she's still called Maria at least
and now Maria... how is Maria
with whom is she, if she still remembers of me, Maria
Listen friend this I'm telling you
cannot be found in the story books and these paths,
stories and promises, that leave and that remain stories
and through which you look inside life through a window
The people say that Maria hasn't left
some say that she was sighted kneeled in a church
she was nursing a baby girl, a daughter of sin
and afterwards nothing, silence, nobody ever heard of her
and now Maria... where is Maria, how is Maria doing
if she's still called Maria at least
and now Maria... how is Maria
with whom is she, if she still remembers of me, Maria
Will she be in America without speaking italian anymore
perhaps she's sleeping down at the subway
Will she be singing an american song
perhaps she's singing "O Sole Mio" at Secondigliano1
and now Maria... where is Maria, how is Maria doing
if she's still called Maria at least
and now Maria... how is Maria
with whom is she, if she still remembers of me, Maria, hey hey
Listen friend this I'm telling you, hey hey
a story as old as life
Listen friend this I'm telling you
cannot be found in the story books and these paths,
stories and promises, that leave and that remain stories
and through which you look inside life through a window
as life, hey hey, it never ended!
Will she be in America without speaking italian anymore
perhaps she's sleeping down at the subway
Will she be singing an american song
perhaps she's singing "O Sole Mio" at Secondigliano1
and now Maria... where is Maria, how is Maria doing
if she's still called Maria at least
and now Maria... how is Maria
with whom is she, if she still remembers of me, Maria
Listen friend this I'm telling you
cannot be found in the story books and these paths,
stories and promises, that leave and that remain stories
and through which you look inside life through a window, hey hey
A story as old as life, hey hey
An old story that has never ended!
1. a. b. A suburb of Naples
- Artist:Franco Ricciardi
- Album:Zoom