'A Voce 'E Mamma

You who every evening go away
Calling daughters and mom
In the middle of the street
You can't understand how good you do
If you keep me company for a while
Stop for just a moment
And mom's voice reminds me

All moms are called
By daughters in the evening
Listening to mom's voice
I can't hear it
And with all the tears shed
For all the good that mom
Has lost
My eyes tired and crying
In the middle of the street
In these voices I look for
My mom

Mom, you used to call me alone
You had a melancholic face
Then an angel in heaven took you
And left me alone in the middle of the street
And how many evenings I hear these voices
In front of my eyes
I see mom

And with all the tears shed
For all the good that mom
Has lost
My eyes tired and crying
In the middle of the street
In these voices I look for
My mom!