Translation of the song Su Pitzinneddu artist Sardinian & Corsican Folk
Su Pitzinneddu
The Little Child
Custu pitzinneddu non portat manteddu,
This little child doesn’t wear a mantle,
Non portat manteddu e nemancu coritu
Doesn’t wear a mantle and not even a vest
In tempus de frittu no narat tittia
In the cold season he doesn’t say: brrr, it's cold!
Dromi vida ’e coro e reposa, anninnia
Sleep, life of my heart, and rest, lull to sleep
Cabidale 'e seda, bàntzicu de oro
Silk pillow, golden cradle
Dromi vida 'e coro e no pranghes meda
Sleep, life of my heart, and don’t cry so much
Tue ses prenda 'ona, no epas paura
You are a good jewel, don’t be afraid
De chelu biancura, delicada perla
Heavenly whiteness, gentle pearl
Custu pitzinneddu non portat manteddu,
This little child doesn’t wear a mantle,
Non portat manteddu e nemancu coritu
Doesn’t wear a mantle and not even a vest
In tempus de frittu no narat tittia
In the cold season he doesn’t say: brrr, it's cold!
Dromi vida ’e coro e reposa, anninnia
Sleep, life of my heart, and rest, lull to sleep
Cabidale 'e seda, bàntzicu de oro
Silk pillow, golden cradle
Dromi vida 'e coro e no pranghes meda
Sleep, life of my heart, and don’t cry so much
Tue ses prenda 'ona, no epas paura
You are a good jewel, don’t be afraid
De chelu biancura, delicada perla
Heavenly whiteness, gentle pearl
Bae e dromi, anninnia
Go to sleep, lull,
coro 'e vida mia
Heart of my life
dromi vida 'e coro,
Sleep, life of my heart,
reposa, anninnia
Rest, lull to sleep