Pizzica di San Vito [English translation]

I shouldn’t have come, I shouldn’t have come

I shouldn’t have come and yet I’m here

It was your sighing, your sighing

It was your sighing that called me here

Ah uellì, now I see him on his way

Now I see him leaving

He takes my hand and is on his way

Ah uellì, now I see him on his way

Now I see him leaving

He takes my hand and is on his way

You are lovelier, you are lovelier

You are lovelier than a cherry

Blessed is your love, blessed is your love

Blessed is your love when he kisses you

Ah uellì uellì uellà

When I call my girl

She has to come

Ah uellì uellì uellà

When I call my girl

She has to come

I’ve fallen in love with your hair

With your hair, with your hair

I see it fly, I see it fly

I see it fly in the wind

An eye for an eye

Let anyone who speaks ill of us

Lose his eyes and have his heart broken

An eye for an eye

Let anyone who speaks ill of us

Lose his eyes and have his heart broken

I’ll tell you again, I’ll tell you

I’ll tell you again and again

Go to the party, go to St Vitus

Go to the party this evening

Ah uellì uellì uellà

Be well again

But don’t forget me

Ah uellì uellì uellà

Be well again

But don’t forget me