Ciccio Formaggio

Te ‘ncuntraje,
                                 te parlaje
                                 e m’innamorai di te…
                                                Mme guardaste,
                                                mme diciste:
                                                “Mi piacete pure a me…”
 
                 Ma tutt”o bbene ca hê ditto sempe ‘e mme vulé,
                 è na buscía ch’è asciuta ‘ncopp”o naso a te…
 
                        Si mme vulisse bene overamente,
                        nun mme facisse ‘ncujetá da ‘a gente,
                        nun mme tagliasse ‘e pizze d”a paglietta,
                        nun mme mettisse ‘a vrénna ‘int”a giacchetta…
                        Si mme vulisse bene, o mia Luisa,
                        nun mme rumpisse ‘o cuollo d”a cammisa…
Si’ na ‘nfá’…si’ na ‘nfá’…si’ na ‘nfama…
                          Te n’abù’…te n’abù’…te n’abuse…
                                  te n’abuse ca Ciccio Formaggio,
                                                nun tene ‘o curaggio
                                                  nemmeno ‘e parlá!
 
                                                             II
 
                                 Si sapisse,
                                 si vedisse,
                                 dint”o core mio che nc’è!
                                                Cumpatisse…
                                                Mme dicisse:
                                                “Puveriello…ma pecché?”
Ma ‘ncopp”o core tu nce tiene ‘e pile ‘o ssá’
                 ca nu barbiere nun ce abbasta p”e ttagliá!…
 
                        Si mme vulisse bene overamente,
                        nun mme facisse ‘ncujetá da ‘a gente…
                        Nun mme tirasse ‘e pile ‘a dint”e rrecchie,
                        nun mme mettisse ‘o dito dint’a ll’uocchie,
                        nun mme mettisse ‘a neve dint”a sacca,
                        nun mme squagliasse ‘ncapa ‘a ceralacca!
 
                 Si’ na ‘nfá’……..
                 …………………….

                                                             III
 
                                 L’altro giorno,
                                 ma che scorno:
                                 Vengo a casa e trovo a te
                                                spettinata,
                                                abbracciata
                                                ‘nziem’a n’ommo…Bèh…ched è?!
 
                 Mme rispunniste: “Chisto vene a te ‘mpará
                 comme se vasa quanno tu mm’hê ‘a spusá…”
 
                        Si mme vulisse bene overamente,
                        nun mme facisse ‘ncujetá da ‘a gente…
                        Nun mme menasse ‘e streppe ‘e rafanielle,
                        nun mme mettisse ‘a quaglia ‘int”o cappiello,
                        nun mme facisse stá, pe’ n’ora sana,
                        cu ‘a pippa ‘mmocca e cu ‘a cannela ‘mmano!
 
                        Si mme vulisse bene overamente,
                        nun mme facisse ‘ncujetá da ‘a gente…
                        Nun mme pugnisse areto cu ‘o spillone,
                        nun mme mettisse ‘a colla ‘int”o cazone…
                        Nun mme screvisse, cu nu piezzo ‘e gesso,
                        aret”o matinè: “Ciccí’ si’ fesso!”
 
                 Si’ na ‘nfá’……..
                 ……………………..

 

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