Translation of the song lyrics Sant'allegria - Ornella Vanoni

Sant'allegria (original)

E sale e sale e risale pi? a fior di pelle
in cima a una montagna peina piena di stelle
e scende scende la sera ma? cos? breve stasera
nera nera riviera c'? chi spera e chi va
una preghiera due preghiere pregher?
nel dubbio della sera
un’altra frase mezzafrase aspetter?
sperando che sia vera.
E sole sole che sale rosso che brilla
in mezzo a un desiderio cade cade una stella
stella stella che cade fra le le cose le strade
questo? quello che accade
per chi viene e chi va
Sant’allegria sant’amore che vai via
ascoltami stasera
un’altra frase mezza frase aspetter?
sperando che sia vera
E sale sale l’ombra di un fiore
sereno arcobaleno da dolore a dolore
scende scende la sera ma? cos? breve stasera
nere nera riviera c'? chi spera e chi va
Una preghiera due preghiere pregher?
nel dubbio della sera
un’altra frase mezzafrase aspetter?
sperando che sia vera.
Sant’allegria sant’amore che vai via
ascoltami stasera
un’altra frase mezzafrase aspetter?
sperando che sia vera.

Sant'allegria (translation)

And rising, rising—again it climbs, a breath beneath the skin,
Upon the summit, star-encumbered, trembling through the dark,
And twilight pours, it pours—how rare and swift the dusk descends tonight,
A sabled shore—the river’s rim—where hope and wanderers depart,
One prayer, then two: will I kneel, will I dare to pray?
Within the hush of evening’s doubt,
Another phrase—half-uttered, still I wait,
Dreaming it is true.
And sun—sun mounting, red as lacquered flame, it glistens—
Amidst a wish’s hush, a star in ruin tumbles down,
Star, star that crumbles between forgotten things, along the streets,
Such is the wonder that unfolds—
For her who comes, for him who leaves.
O holy mirth, O holy love, departing shade,
Hear me, this night—
Another phrase—half-shaped—I keep my vigil,
Longing for its truth.
And rising now, the shadow of a flower,
Serene and arching rainbow, pain to pain, a bridge of calm,
The evening falls—again, how brief, how fleet this night,
A sable shore—the river’s rim—where hope and wanderers depart,
One prayer, then two: will I kneel, will I dare to pray?
Within the hush of evening’s doubt,
Another phrase—half-uttered, still I wait,
Dreaming it is true.
O holy mirth, O holy love, departing shade,
Hear me, this night—
Another phrase—half-shaped—I keep my vigil,
Longing for its truth.