Malafemmena - One Bad Woman

Si avisse fatto a n'ato chello ch'e fatto a mme st'ommo t'avesse acciso, tu vuò sapé pecché? Pecché 'ncopp'a sta terra femmene comme a te non ce hanna sta pé n'ommo onesto comme a me!... Femmena Tu si na malafemmena Chist'uocchie 'e fatto chiagnere... Lacreme e 'nfamità. Femmena, Si tu peggio 'e na vipera, m'e 'ntussecata l'anema, nun pozzo cchiù campà. Femmena Si ddoce comme 'o zucchero però sta faccia d'angelo te serve pe 'ngannà... Femmena, tu si 'a cchiù bella femmena, te voglio bene e t'odio nun te pozzo scurdà... Te voglio ancora bene Ma tu nun saie pecchè pecchè l'unico ammore si stata tu pe me... E tu pe nu capriccio tutto 'e distrutto,ojnè, Ma Dio nun t'o perdone chello ch'e fatto a mme!... Femmena Si ddoce comme 'o zucchero però sta faccia d'angelo te serve pe 'ngannà... Femmena, tu si 'a cchiù bella femmena, te voglio bene e t'odio nun te pozzo scurdà... Totò (Antonio de Curtis) - 1951 "Malafemmena" is an iconic Neapolitan song written by Totò, an actor, comedian, screenwriter, dramatist, poet, and singer known as the Prince of Laughter. He dedicated this song to his wife Diana, who left him in 1950. Though husband and wife were estranged, they had agreed to live together until their daughter reached the age of 18. This arrangement put Diana into a position where she had to endure Totò's many infidelities, which she finally tired of and broke their agreement, leaving to marry another man.

If you had done to someone else what you did to me This man would have killed you, you wanna know why? Because in this world women like you Shouldn’t exist for an honest man like me Woman, you are one bad woman You’ve made these eyes cry Tears of disgrace Woman, you are worse than a viper You’ve intoxicated my soul I can no longer live Woman, you’re as sweet as sugar But this face of an angel Only serves to deceive Woman, you are the most beautiful of women I love you and I hate you I can’t get you out of my mind I still love you, but you don’t know why Because the only love for me was you And you on a whim destroyed everything, oh my But Lord, I can’t forgive you for what you did to me Woman, you’re as sweet as sugar But this face of an angel Only serves to deceive Woman, you are the most beautiful of women I love you and I hate you I can’t get you out of my mind English translation © 2018 Dennis Criteser The tradition of Neapolitan songs has its roots in the 13th century, and came into full bloom in the period from 1830-1950, when an annual song competition would honor the best song each year. Between 1963 and 1965, Roberto Murolo released a 12-album anthology of Neapolitan songs ranging from 1200 through the early 1960s. Volume 10 includes songs from 1950 to 1954.