Here where the sea shines
and the wind is strong
on an old terrace
infront of the Gulf of Sorriento(province of Naples if I'm not mistaken)
a man hugs
a girl
after he has cried
Afterwards he clears his voice
and begins again to sing
I care too much for u(Te voglio bene assaje)
but, u know, a great deal
at his point it has become a chain(e' una catena ormai)
that melts the blood in the *
veins u know
He saw the lights in the middle of the sea
he thought of the nights in America**
but they where only the lights from the boats***
and the white trace of a propeller
He felt the pain of music
got up from the piano
But when he saw the moon
that was coming out from behind a cloud
he thought that even death was sweeter
He looked into the eyes of the girl
those eyes green like the sea
then suddenly a tear came out
and he believed he was soffocating
I care too much for u(Te voglio bene assaje)
but, u know, a great deal
at his point it has become a chain(e' una catena ormai)
that melts the blood in the
veins u know
Force of the lirica where****
every drama is a false(ogni drama e' un falso)
which with a little bit of make-up(che con un po' di trucco)
and with the art of mimic
u can become someone else
but 2 eyes that are watching u(ma due occhi che di guardano)
so close and different(eyes of different people)(cosi' vicini e vari)
they make you forget the words(ti fan scordare le parole)
i get mixed up
so everything becomes small
even the nights there in America
u turn and see your own life(ti volti e vedi la tua vita)
like the trace of a propeller
but its the life that ends
But he didn't think that much
the opposite he was feeling already happy
and started again to sing
I care too much for u(Te voglio bene assaje)
but, u know, a great deal
at his point it has become a chain(e' una catena ormai)
that melts the blood in the
veins u know
*some words are in naples's dialect
**America=USA not the continent
***lampare r boats for fishing in the evening
****lirica=something between theater and opera