Be'? So' pputtana, venno la mi' pelle:
Fo la miggnotta, si, sto ar cancelletto:
Lo pijo in quello largo e in quello stretto:
C'è gnent'antro da dì? Che cose belle!
Ma ce sò stat'io puro, sor cazzetto,
Zitella com'e tutte le zitelle;
E mo nun c'è chi avanzi bajocchelle
Su la lana e la paja der mi' letto.
Sai de che me laggn'io? No der mestiere
Che ssarìa bell'e bono, e quanno butta
Nun pò ttrovasse ar monno antro piacere.
Ma de ste dame che stanno anniscoste
Me laggno, che, vedenno quanto frutta
Lo scortico, ciarrubbeno le poste.
English
What's wrong? Yes, I'm a prostitute, I sell myself:
I'm a whore, yes, I work at the window [1] :
I take it in the wide and in the narrow [2] :
Nothing else to say? Wonderful! [3]
But, dear mister fool, also I have been
A maiden like any other girl;
And now there is nobody
Who has not yet visited my bed.
Do you know what I dislike? Not the work itself
Which is fine and, if it's well going,
There's no pleasure like it.
But these great ladies, who remain undercover
And who, having realized how profitable
This business is, steel our customers.
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Comments1Lol, this poem is so funny and real at the same time 😅 It's interesting how it's about a prostitute but in an honest and unapologetic way, showing that she likes what she does but hates the competition from wealthier women 😒 Kinda relatable in today's world too, isn't it? 😂👏