Lyrics of E Da Piccolo Fanciullo Incominciai - Almamegretta, Piero Brega

E Da Piccolo Fanciullo Incominciai (original)

Da piccolo fanciullo 'ncominciai
A non avé più bene 'n vita mia
E quando mi portarno a battezzà
Compare e la comare me si morse
Compare e la compare me si morse
Tutta la gente che con me veniva la concolina
Che me ci lavorno era bucata
E l’acqua non teneva
E quella culla dove me ninnorno legno crudele nun ce si dormiva
Li fasciatori che me ci fasciorno erano pieni di malinconia
La prima volta che mi 'nammorai piantai lo dolce persico alla vigna
E glielo dissi persico benigna
Se amor mi lascia ti possi seccare in capo
A un anno ritornai alla vigna trovai lo dolce persico seccato

(translation)

As a small child I began
A had no more good 'n my life
And when they take me to baptism
He appears and his wife bit me
Appears and appears me bit
All the people who came with me concolina
That I was working there had a hole in it
And the water did not hold
And that cradle where cruel wood lurks me no one slept
The wrappers that I am fond of were full of melancholy
The first time I was born I planted the sweet perch in the vineyard
And I told him benign perch
If love leaves me you can dry yourself on the head
At one year I returned to the vineyard and found the dried sweet perch