Tomorrow? No, tonight I will away!
Not far, only I can't bear it here any longer:
So speaks one all alone at sea,
to the ever-constant... deep-blue sea!
The monastery of St. Clara
is anchored in my heart,
yet why do my thoughts every evening
return to Naples, how it was before,
to Naples, how it is now?
The fontanelle of Capodimonte...
it breaks my heart
to hear the city's in trouble,
but what's the trouble,
but what's the reason?
No, it's not true!
No, I don't believe it...
but die in longing for Naples...
M. Galdieri/A. Barberis
04 fabbraio - San Giovanni de Britto