Luna Rossa
Fred Rovella Lyrics

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Vaco distrattamente abbandunato...
Ll'uocchie sott'o cappiello annascunnute
mane 'int'a sacca e bavero aizato...
Vaco siscanno e stelle ca so'asciute...

E'a luna rossa mme parla 'e te
io lle domando si aspiette a me,
e mme risponne: "Si 'o vvuo'sape,

cca nun ce esta nisciuna..."

E io chiammo 'o nomme pe'te vede,
ma, tutt'a gente ca parla 'e te,
risponne: "E tarde che vuo'sape?!
Cca nun ce sta nisciuna!..."

Luna rossa,
chi mme sarra sincera?
Luna rossa,
se n'e ghiuta ll'ata sera
senza mme vede...

Mille e cchiu appuntamente aggio tenuto...
Tante e cchiu sigarette aggio appicciato...
Tanta tazze 'e cafe mme so' bevuto...
Mille vucchelle amare aggio vasato...

E io dico ancora ch'aspetta a me,
for'o barcone stanott'e ttre,

e prega 'e Sante pe'mme vede...
Ma nun ce sta nisciuna...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song Luna Rossa by Fred Rovella are sung from the perspective of a man walking alone on the street late at night. His hands are in his pocket and the hood of his jacket is over his head to keep warm. He is aimlessly wandering and gazing up at the stars. He calls out to the red moon, asking if she brings him any news or message from his beloved. The moon responds that there is nothing to tell him, and he calls out his loved one's name, hoping for an answer. Unfortunately, no one replies, and the man is left feeling abandoned and alone.

Line by Line Meaning

Vaco distrattamente abbandunato...
I wander aimlessly, abandoned and alone.

Ll'uocchie sott'o cappiello annascunnute
My eyes hidden under a cap, avoiding contact.

mane 'int'a sacca e bavero aizato...
My hands are in my pockets, collar pulled up.

Vaco siscanno e stelle ca so'asciute...
Walking, staring at the stars that have faded.

E'a luna rossa mme parla 'e te
The red moon reminds me of you.

io lle domando si aspiette a me,
I ask if it's waiting for me.

e mme risponne: "Si 'o vvuo'sape, cca nun ce esta nisciuna..."
It answers that if I want to know, there is no one here.

E io chiammo 'o nomme pe'te vede,
I call your name to see if you answer.

ma, tutt'a gente ca parla 'e te,
But everyone who talks about you,

risponne: "E tarde che vuo'sape?! Cca nun ce sta nisciuna!..."
Answers, "It's too late to know now! There is no one here!"

Luna rossa,
Red moon,