Chitarra Romana
Connie Francis Lyrics


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Purple shadows are creeping
And the fountain is weeping
Hear the trees gently sigh
While the wind's murmuring by
As they ride from afar
All my memories awaken
'Neath each bright watching star
Play for one who's forsaken
On my Roman guitar

Suona, suona mia chitarra
Lascia piangere il mio cuore
Senza casa e senza amore
Mi rimani solo tu

Se la voce un po' velata
Accompagnami in Sordina
La mia bella fornarina al balcone non

Suona, suona mia chitarra
Lascia piangere il mio cuore
Senza casa e senza amore
Mi rimani solo tu

Purple shadows are creeping
And the fountain is weeping
Hear the trees gently sigh
While the wind's murmuring by
As they ride from afar
All my memories awaken
'Neath each bright watching star
Play for one who's forsaken
On my Roman guitar

Se la voce un po' velata
Accompagnami in Sordina
La mia bella fornarina al balcone no





Play for one who's forsaken
On my Roman guitar

Overall Meaning

"Roman Guitar" is a melancholic ballad sung by Connie Francis. The song starts with purple shadows creeping and a weeping fountain creating a sorrowful atmosphere. The trees are gently sighing and the wind is murmuring by. It invokes the memory of someone who has been forsaken who calls on the listener to play on their Roman guitar. The lyrics are in Italian and narrate a story of a person who is lonely without a home or love and their only companion is the Roman guitar. The singer implores the Roman guitar to play in a soft, velvety voice that will accompany them in their solitude.


Line by Line Meaning

Purple shadows are creeping
The shadows are getting darker and covering everything around.


And the fountain is weeping
The fountain is leaking water drops that look like tears.


Hear the trees gently sigh
The trees are making gentle noises like they're breathing out.


While the wind's murmuring by
The wind is passing by and making soft whispering sounds.


As they ride from afar
The sounds are coming from a distant place and growing closer.


All my memories awaken
The sounds remind me of things from the past that I had forgotten.


'Neath each bright watching star
Under the stars that are shining hard.


Play for one who's forsaken
Play for me, who has been left alone and abandoned.


On my Roman guitar
Playing a guitar that is a symbol of my loneliness and the place where I find solace.


Suona, suona mia chitarra
Play on, play on, my guitar.


Lascia piangere il mio cuore
Let my heart cry out.


Senza casa e senza amore
Without a home or love.


Mi rimani solo tu
You are the only thing that remains with me.


Se la voce un po' velata
If my voice is a little weak.


Accompagnami in Sordina
Accompany me on mute.


La mia bella fornarina al balcone no
My beautiful baker girl is not on the balcony.


Suona, suona mia chitarra
Play on, play on, my guitar.


Lascia piangere il mio cuore
Let my heart cry out.


Senza casa e senza amore
Without a home or love.


Mi rimani solo tu
You are the only thing that remains with me.




Lyrics © Sugarmusic s.p.a., Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Eldo Di Lazzaro

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Steve Repa

Under a mantle of stars
Beautiful Rome appears to me.
Lonely is my heart, disillusioned with love
wants to sing in the shadows.
A silent fountain
and a balcony upstairs.
Oh my Roman guitar,
do accompany me.
Play, oh play, my guitar,
let my dear heart cry,
homeless and without love
only you now remain.
If the voice is a little veiled
accompany me quietly,
my beautiful fornarina
there is no more to the balcony.
Purple shadows are creeping
and the fountain is weeping,
hear the trees gently sigh
while the wind's murmured by
as they ride from afar.
All my memories awaken
'neath each bright watching star.
Play for one who's forsaken,
oh my Roman guitar.
Play, oh play, my guitar,
let my dear heart cry,
homeless and without love
only you now remain.
If the voice is a little veiled
accompany me quietly,
my beautiful fornarina
there is no more to the balcony.
Oh my Roman guitar,
do accompany me!
Di Lazzaro



Vasso D

Chitarra romana
Κλαούντιο Βίλα
Sotto un manto di stelle
Roma bella mi appare
Solitario il mio cuor disilluso d'amor
Vuol nell'ombra cantar
Una muta fontana
E un balcone lassù
O chitarra romana
Accompagnami tu
Suona suona mia chitarra
Lascia piangere il mio cuore
Senza casa e senza amore
Mi rimani solo tu
Se la voce è un po' velata
Accompagnami in sordina
La mia bella fornarina
Al balcone non c'è più
Lungotevere dorme
Mentre il fiume cammina
Io lo seguo perchè mi trascina con sè
E travolge il mio cuor
Vedo un ombra lontana
E una stella lassù
O chitarra romana
Accompagnami tu
Se la voce è un po' velata
Accompagnami in sordina
La mia bella fornarina
Al balcone non c'è più
O chitarra romana
Accompagnami tu
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Steve Repa

Під мантією зірок
Прикрасний Рим мені зявився.
Одиноко моє серце, розчароване любов'ю
хоче співати в тіні.
 
Там же тиха фонтана
і балкон нагорі.
О, моя римська гітара,
супроводжуй мене.
 
Та грай, та гратй, моя гітара,
нехай плаче моє серце
бездомнa і абез любові
тільки ти же залишився
 
Якщо голос трохи стишенний
супроводжуй мене спокійно
моя прекрасна фенаріна
на балкон більше немає.
 
Фіолетові тіні повзають
і фонтана та плаче,
почуй, що дерева м'яко зітхають
як вітри ще мурмочуть
як вони ідуть здалека.
Всі мої спогади пробуджуються
Попід кожної (дивлячии ясної) зірки.
Грай для того, хто покинутий,
О, моя римська гітара.
 
Та грай, та грай, моя гітара,
нехай плаче моє серце
бездомна і без любові
тільки ти же залишився
 
Якщо голос трохи стишенний
супроводжуй мене спокійно
моя прекрасна фенаріна
на балконi більше немає.
 
О, моя римська гітара,
супроводжуй мене!



ENSEMBLE JOSSOUR EN MUSIQUE

Sotto un manto di stelle
Roma bella mi appare
Solitario il mio cuor disilluso d'amor
Vuol nell'ombra cantar

Una muta fontana
E un balcone lassù
O chitarra romana
Accompagnami tu

Suona suona mia chitarra
Lascia piangere il mio cuore
Senza casa e senza amore
Mi rimani solo tu

Se la voce è un po' velata
Accompagnami in sordina
La mia bella fornarina
Al balcone non c'è più

Lungotevere dorme
Mentre il fiume cammina
Io lo seguo perchè mi trascina con sè
E travolge il mio cuor

Vedo un ombra lontana
E una stella lassù
O chitarra romana
Accompagnami tu

Se la voce è un po' velata
Accompagnami in sordina
La mia bella fornarina
Al balcone non c'è più

O chitarra romana
Accompagnami tu



All comments from YouTube:

Carlos Dueñas

Esta preciosa canción italiana contiene toda la belleza y el alma de Roma, la Ciudad Eterna, y la interpretación de Connie, Concetta, tiene toda la fuerza, grandeza vocal y elegancia de esta grandísima artista italoamericana.

Volk Serij

Бесподобный голос !

Luíza Maria

A voz mais linda de todos os tempos

Giusy Zuliani

Sognare fa bene al cuore ricordando momenti indimenticabili 💎

David Gonzalez

¡Una bella voz! Bravo por Connie Fracis!

Steve Repa

Under a mantle of stars
Beautiful Rome appears to me.
Lonely is my heart, disillusioned with love
wants to sing in the shadows.
A silent fountain
and a balcony upstairs.
Oh my Roman guitar,
do accompany me.
Play, oh play, my guitar,
let my dear heart cry,
homeless and without love
only you now remain.
If the voice is a little veiled
accompany me quietly,
my beautiful fornarina
there is no more to the balcony.
Purple shadows are creeping
and the fountain is weeping,
hear the trees gently sigh
while the wind's murmured by
as they ride from afar.
All my memories awaken
'neath each bright watching star.
Play for one who's forsaken,
oh my Roman guitar.
Play, oh play, my guitar,
let my dear heart cry,
homeless and without love
only you now remain.
If the voice is a little veiled
accompany me quietly,
my beautiful fornarina
there is no more to the balcony.
Oh my Roman guitar,
do accompany me!
Di Lazzaro

Sam Topeka

As much as I like Al Martino, this is now my favorite version. Her emotions can be heard in her beautiful voice.

crocdelsud

Guao, nunca la había escuchado en voz de Connie, qué hermosura. También la música es de primera-

Jorge Mario Rodas

Strange to say I had not listened to this one.  It is great as all of Connie Francis' melodies.  Her voice is simply beautiful!  A very gifted Singer and with a lot of talent makes up for enjoyment in listening.

matias quesada hernandez

Voz femenina que enamora.

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