Bombolo - Nicola Arigliano

Era alto così, era grosso così

Lo chiamavan Bombolo

Si provò di ballar, cominciò a traballar

Fece un capitombolo

Ruzzolò di qua, rimbalzò di là

Come fa una palla

E, destin fatal, cadde in un canal

Ma rimase a galla

Pei suoi piccoli piè, pel suo grande gilet

Lo chiamavan Bombolo

E gridavano: «Ahimè, chissà mai cosa c'è

Sotto quel gilet?»

He was this tall, he was that big

They called him Bombolo

He tried to dance, he started to wobble

He tumbled

He tumbled over here, bounced over there

How does a ball

And, destin fatal, he fell into a canal

But he stayed afloat

For his little feet, for his big waistcoat

They called him Bombolo

And they shouted: «Alas, who knows what is there

Under that vest? "