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'A seggia elettrica [Mamma sfurtunata]

E.A. Mario
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'A SEGGIA ELETTRICA [MAMMA SFURTUNATA]

Quanno liggette 'o nomme int'e giurnale
dette 'nu strillo forte 'nnanze a gente:
No! Nun è overo! Figlieme è 'nnucente…
chi l'ha accusato fa 'na 'nfamità!
'E core e tutt'e mamme nun senteno raggione:
si 'e figlie nun so bbuone, nisciuno ce 'o ppo dì,
ma chella mamma s'accurgette subito
ca 'ncopp'a seggia elettrica 'o figlio jeva a murì.

Tutt'e gioielle, tutt'e cose care,
chesto ha vennuto, chello s'ha 'mpignato,
speranno c"a parola 'e l'avvocato
facesse 'o figlio a casa riturnà.
I' sulo a chille tengo, diceva a tutt'a ggente,
voglio campà pezzente, ma voglio c'hadd"ascì!
Io ca so a mamma, pozzo dì chi è figliemo:
No! 'ncopp'a seggia elettrica nun adda i' a murì!

Sta a mamma muribonda dint'o lietto,
sta 'o figlio 'ncopp'o banco 'e ll'imputate.
A uno a uno tornane 'e ggiurate:
"Micidio 'e primo grado: addà murì!"
nun ce 'o dicite a mamma ca a casa mia nun torno,
dicite: 'O tale juorno 'o vedarraie venì!
Malata, a mamma prega e aspetta a grazia…
Ma 'ncopp'a seggia elettrica 'o figlio và a murì!
THE ELECTRIC CHAIR

When she read the name on the newspaper
she cried loudly in front of the people.
No, it is not true, my son is innocent
he was accused of an infamous crime.

All mothers' heart
Does not want to listen any reason
If their sons are not good
Nobody can tell them it
But that mother soon understood
that on the electric chair
her son goes and die.

All the jewels, all the dear things,
this she had and this she sold
hoping that the lawyer's defence
would make her son to come back home.
I have only him,
she said to all the people
I want to live in misery,
but I want that he has to go out.
I, his mother,
say to my son
that on the electric chair
he will not go and die.

A dying mum in bed
with her son in the accused's desk,
one by one the jurors come in
murder in first grade, he must die!

Do not tell mum
that I do not come back home
one day you will see
that I will come back again.
But that mum
hopes and waits for the pardon
but on the electric chair
her son goes and die.


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