NOTTE E GIORNO FATICAR (NIGHT AND DAY, I’M LIKE A SLAVE)

Notte e giorno faticar, Per chi nulla sa gradir, Piova e vento sopportar, Mangiar male e mal dormir. Voglio far il gentiluomo E non voglio più servir... Oh che caro galantuomo! Vuol star dentro colla bella, Ed io far la sentinella! Voglio far il gentiluomo E non voglio più servir... Ma mi par che venga gente; Non mi voglio far sentir.

Night and day, I’m like a slave, And I never pass his test. Rain and wind I have to brave, Lousy food and little rest. I would like to be the master And no longer wish to serve. Oh, that gentleman’s a bastard! He’s all cozy with a cutie While I’m out here on guard duty! I would like to be the master And no longer wish to serve. But I think there’s someone coming, So I’d better not be heard.

Translation © 2007 by Jacob Lubliner

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