Mmiezz’o ggrano

E ‘a sera, sott”o pásteno
                  d”e mméle annurche, passa
                  stu core sempe gióvane
                  ca ride e ch’arrepassa…
                                E ‘a luna, pazziánnose
                                nu ramo e n’atu ramo,
                                ‘nterra, cu ‘e file d’èvera,
                                ricama nu ricamo…
 
          Oje Stella, Sté’…ch’aspiette nu signale,
          ‘o ggrano ammaturato è culor d’oro:
          E sti capille tuoje só’ tale e quale…
          E ‘o ssaje ca i’ mme ne moro,
          si ‘mmiez’ô ggrano, nun mm”e ffaje vasá!…
 
                                                    II
 
                  Quanno ‘e marite dòrmono,
                  stracque ‘e fatica ancora,
                  ll’ammore, che sta pésole,
                  sceglie ‘a quartata ‘e ll’ora…
                                St’arille comme cantano
                                sott’a ‘sta luna chiara!
                                E comm’addora ‘o ccánapa
                                pe’ tuorno a ‘sta pagliara…
 
          Oje Stella, Sté’…ch’aspiette nu signale,
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                                                   III
 
                  Ma tu nun duorme: è inutile…
                  stu core tujo mme sente
                  quanno, pe’ sott’a ll’albere,
                  passo annascostamente…
                                E ghiésce fore pallida,
                                bella comm’a nisciuna…
                                E ‘a luna, zenniánnoce,
                                cufféa…’sta ‘mpésa ‘e luna!…
 
          Oje Stella, Sté’…ch’aspiette nu signale,
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