La Serenata
Luciano Pavarotti Lyrics


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Come col capo sotto l′ala bianca
Dormon le palombelle innamorate
Così tu adagi la persona stanca
Sotto le coltri molli e ricamate

La testa bionda sul guancial riposa
Lieta de' sogni suoi color di rosa
E tra le larve care al tuo sorriso
Una ne passa che ti sfiora il viso

Passa e ti dice che bruciar le vene
Che sanguinare il cuore per te mi sento
Passa e ti dice che ti voglio bene
Che sei la mia dolcezza e il mio tormento

Bianca tra un nimbo di capelli biondi
Lieta sorridi ai sogni tuoi giocondi




Ah, non destarti, o fior del paradiso
Ch′io vengo in sogno per baciarti in viso

Overall Meaning

The song "La Serenata" by Luciano Pavarotti is a romantic ballad about a lover who sings a serenade to his beloved as she sleeps. The opening lines compare the sleeping woman to doves, suggesting her innocence and vulnerability. The singer then urges his beloved to rest and relax, as he notes the embroidered bed sheets and the peaceful expression on her face.


The second stanza describes the woman's happy dreams, and suggests that one dream in particular - represented by the "larve care" or "beloved apparitions" - gently brushes against her face. In the third and fourth stanzas, the singer reveals his ardor for the woman, declaring that he would "burn his veins" or "bleed his heart" for her. He adds that she is both his "sweetness" and his "torment."


Finally, the singer addresses the woman directly, calling her a "flower of paradise" and urging her not to awaken as he kisses her face in his dream. The song captures the sense of longing and devotion that is often the hallmark of romantic love.


Line by Line Meaning

Come col capo sotto l′ala bianca
Just as the white doves sleep with their heads tucked under their wings


Dormon le palombelle innamorate
The little doves, madly in love, are fast asleep


Così tu adagi la persona stanca
Similarly, you lay down your weary body


Sotto le coltri molli e ricamate
Under soft, embroidered coverlets


La testa bionda sul guancial riposa
Your fair head rests on a pillow


Lieta de' sogni suoi color di rosa
Happy with your colorful, rosy dreams


E tra le larve care al tuo sorriso
And among the loved ones in your smile


Una ne passa che ti sfiora il viso
One passes by and lightly touches your face


Passa e ti dice che bruciar le vene
It passes and tells you that it would burn its veins


Che sanguinare il cuore per te mi sento
That it would bleed its heart for you


Passa e ti dice che ti voglio bene
It passes and tells you that it loves you


Che sei la mia dolcezza e il mio tormento
That you are its sweetness and its torment


Bianca tra un nimbo di capelli biondi
Fair, surrounded by a halo of blonde hair


Lieta sorridi ai sogni tuoi giocondi
Happily smiling at your joyful dreams


Ah, non destarti, o fior del paradiso
Ah, do not awaken, flower of paradise


Ch′io vengo in sogno per baciarti in viso
For in a dream, I come to kiss your face




Writer(s): Mascagni, Stecchetti

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@ForXXLp

Come col capo sotto l'ala bianca
dormon le palombelle innamorate,
Così tu adagi la persona stanca
sotto le coltri molli e ricamate.

La testa bionda sul guancial riposa
lieta de' sogni suoi color di rosa
e tra le larve care al tuo sorriso
una ne passa che ti sfiora il viso.

Passa e ti dice che bruciar le vene,
che sanguinare il cor per te mi sento.
Passa e ti dice che ti voglio bene,
che sei la mia dolcezza e il mio tormento.

Bianca tra un nimbo di capelli biondi
lieta sorridi ai sogni tuoi giocondi.
Ah, non destarti, o fior del Paradiso,
ch'io vengo in sogno per baciarti in viso!



@Mr33Arcadian

Amorous doves sleep
heads buried in their white wings.
You are like that, easing your tiredness
under the embroidered quilt.

Your blond head rests on the pillow;
Enjoying rose-coloured dreams.
As you smile, a passing fairy
brushes your face.

It passes, and tells you my blood is burning in my veins,
And my heart bleeds for you.
As it passes, it tells you that I love you,
That you are my sweetness and my torment.

White, in a cloud of blond hair,
Ah, don't wake up, my flower of paradise,
because I am coming
to kiss you in your dreams.



All comments from YouTube:

@salvinasantoro5208

Noi italiani siamo fortunati,abbiamo avuto i.migliori fra cantanti lirici e musicisti,.

@Caruso_is_king

His diction, the line, the emotion …..pure Pavarotti 😊

@safetehysaj1670

Meraviglioso.... Mi fa emozionare,grandissimo Pavaroti

@rossanalicciardi2703

Unico!! Meraviglioso, Lucianone!👏👏❤

@margcarter3758

2019 I listen to him every day !

@ellenlyons7413

I do also, its not a good day unless you hear this voice.

@SuperAleaiactaest

Hands down one of my favorite songs ever.

@micheledibella7335

SuperAleaiactaest Non penso che ci sarà unaltro PAVAROTTI.

@vitocaruso979

formidabile, insuperabile. Fa accapponare la pelle.

@Ginotti

This is the gem of the recital. One of most beautiful things he did in those routine-like years.

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