Tra Napoli e un bicchiere [English translation]

"Mercy" asked Naples

The merchant turned his head

And stood up from the table

to his dog he throwed the leftovers

The star pointed to the north

Somebody was surely wrong

Three coins are not enough

Somebody else stole for hunger

Refrain

With them, no, with them

With them, you won't get me, no!

With them, no, with them

With them, you won't get me, no!

A hand searches here and there

The other hand closes the door

With a foot than he will lean,

By looking you search in the dark.

Between a glass and a movie

Sinking my love for you

Refusing America

And just the time to have a coffee

The merchants stand up

There's always who says no

The stars fade out

Somebody was surely wrong

Refrain

With them, no, with them

With them, you won't get me, no!

With them, no, with them

With them, you won't get me, no!