Something doesn't matter
It's already all discounted
As if it weren't there
But there's no pleasure
And there's no pleasure< br/>Not even this evening is good
Something doesn't go well
Even God is coming to you
It may be overo
But there's no pleasure
br/>And there's no pleasure
Not even this evening
Pull your eyes closed
And bend over and play
You're left with 'o munno 'mmano e po '
The haje suppurtà
Pull your eyes closed
It's the wind today
You see and you don't know cchiù
What did you tell me? '
And there's no pleasure
There's no pleasure
Not even in the evening
Fà'FÃÂ' in the evening