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Connola d'ammore


Museca: Gaetano Lama,

Vierze: Francesco Fiore.

Anno: 1929

Cradle of love


Music: Gaetano Lama,

Lyrics: Francesco Fiore.

Year: 1929


Sott'a 'sta luna d'argiento,
Ca, belle e lucente,
Fa 'st'onne, Marì.
Passa 'sta varca d'ammore,
'Sta connola d'oro,
Cantanno pe' tte.
E te voca, regina 'e 'stu mare,
'Ncopp'a ll'onne,
Abbracciata cu mme.

Sunnà, campà, murì,
Suspiranno 'mbracci'a tte.
Te voglio tantu bbene,
Te sento dint' ê vvene,
Luce 'e 'stu core, 'e 'st'anema:
'A vita mia sì tu!

Tutt' 'e ccanzone cchiù belle,
Cu 'o coro d' 'e stelle,
Te voglio cantà.
Voglio ca, 'nfunno a chest'onne,
Se scetano 'e suonne
Sunnate pe' tte.
E tu, bella, cchiù bella 'e 'stu mare,
Dint' â varca suspire cu mme.

Sunnà, campà, murì,
Suspiranno 'mbracci'a tte.
Te voglio tantu bbene,
Te sento dint' ê vvene,
Luce 'e 'stu core, 'e 'st'anema:
'A vita mia sì tu!

Zitta, luntano luntano,
'Stu suono 'e campane,
Me parla pe' tte.
Veco, da 'st'uocchie lucente,
'Na lacrema ardente,
Cchiù ardente, cade.
Ah, stanotte, stanotte 'stu core
S'ha 'ngignato 'a curona 'e 'nu rre!

Sunnà, campà, murì,
Suspiranno 'mbracci'a tte.
Te voglio tantu bbene,
Te sento dint' ê vvene,
Luce 'e 'stu core, 'e 'st'anema:
'A vita mia sì tu!

translated by Natalia Chernega


Under the silver moon
That makes these waves
Beautiful and bright, Maria,
Passes my boat of love,
This golden cradle,
Singing for you.
And it goes to you, queen of this sea,
Steered by me
Through the waves.

To dream, to live, to die,
Sighing in your arms.
I love you so much,
I feel you in my veins,
Light of my heart, of my soul:
My life it's you!

All the most beautiful songs,
With the chorus of stars,
I want to sing for you.
I want that, under these waves,
Would awake the dreams,
That you dreamt about.
And you, the most beautiful on this sea,
Sigh with me in this boat.

To dream, to live, to die,
Sighing in your arms.
I love you so much,
I feel you in my veins,
Light of my heart, of my soul:
My life it's you!

Quiet, far away, far away
The tinkling of bell
Tells me about you.
I see in these light eyes
A bright tear,
Most bright that falls.
Ah, tonight, tonight my heart
As if it's crowned by a crown of a king!

To dream, to live, to die,
Sighing in your arms.
I love you so much,
I feel you in my veins,
Light of my heart, of my soul:
My life it's you!

translated by Natalia Chernega