Notte e giorno faticar,
Per chi nulla sa gradir,
Piova e vento sopportar,
Mangiar male e mal dormir.
Voglio far il gentiluomo
E non voglio piu’ servir…
Oh che caro galantuomo!
Vuol star dentro colla bella,        

Ed io far la sentinella!
Voglio far il gentiluomo
E non voglio piu’ servir…              
Ma mi par che venga gente;
Non mi voglio far sentir.

Day and night slaving away,
For someone who is never satisfied,
Rain and wind to put up with,
Eating badly and sleeping badly.
I want to be a gentleman
And I don’t want to be a servant anymore…
Oh what a chivalrous gentleman!
He wants to stay inside with the beauty (beautiful woman),
And I am the lookout!
I want to be a gentleman
And I don’t want to be a servant anymore…
But it seems like someone’s coming;
I don’t want to let anyone know I’m here.