| Ah ! |
| che bell’aria fresca
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| ch’addora e malvarosa.
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| E tu durmenno staje
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| ncopp’a sti ffronne 'e rosa.
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| 'O sole a poco a poco
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| pe 'stu ciardino sponta;
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| 'o viento passa e vasa
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| 'stu ricciulillo 'nfronta.
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| 'I te vurria vasa'…
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| 'I te vurria vasa'…
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| Ma 'o core nun m''o
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| ddice 'e te sceta'.
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| 'I me vurria addurmi'
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| 'I me vurria addurmi'
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| vicino 'o sciato tujo
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| n’ora pur’i'!
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| Sento 'stu core tujo
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| che sbatte comm''a ll’onne.
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| Durmenno, angelo mio,
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| chi sa tu a chi te suonne!
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| 'A gelusia turmenta
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| 'stu core mio malato;
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| te suonne a me? |
| Dimmello…
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| O pure suonne a n’ato?
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| 'I te vurria vasa'…
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| 'I te vurria vasa'…
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| Ma 'o core nun m''o
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| ddice 'e te sceta'.
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| 'I me vurria addurmi'
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| 'I me vurria addurmi'
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| vicino 'o sciato tujo
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| n’ora pur’i'!
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| English Translation:
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| I Long To Kiss You
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| (Lyrics by Vicenzo Russo, Music by Eduardo Di Capua)
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| A welcome breath of air
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| carries the hollyhocks’scent.
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| I watch you sleeping there,
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| fragrant roses for your bed.
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| The sun has slowly climbed
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| and is warming the garden now;
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| a gentle wind wafts by,
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| kissing the curl on your brow.
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| I long to kiss you…
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| I long to kiss you…
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| But I don’t have the heart
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| to wake you.
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| I long to drift asleep
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| I long to drift asleep
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| for an hour, close enough
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| to feel your breath!
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| I can hear your heart as it drums
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| pounding like the waves of the deep.
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| My darling, who walks your dreams
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| while you are sound asleep?
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| My heart is troubled and insecure —
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| I’m sick with jealousy.
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| Do you dream of another? |
| I can’t endure
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| the thought you’re not dreaming of me.
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| I long to kiss you…
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| I long to kiss you…
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| But I don’t have the heart
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| to wake you.
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| I long to drift asleep
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| I long to drift asleep
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| for an hour, close enough
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| to feel your breath! |