Caruso
Luciano Pavarotti & Frank Sinatra Lyrics
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E tira forte il vento
Su una vecchia terraza
Davanti al Golfo di Surriento
Un uomo abbraccia
Una ragazza
Dopo che aveva pianto
Poi si schiarisce la voce
Te voglia bene assaise
Ma tanto bene, sai
E una catena ormai
Che scioglie il sangue dint´e
Vene sai
Vide le luci en mezzo al mare
Pensó alle notti la in America
Ma erano solo le lampare
E la bianca scia di una elica
Senti il dolore nella musica
Si alzó dal pianoforte
Ma quando vida la luna
Uscire da una nuvola
Gli sembró piú dolce anche
La morte
Guardó negli occhi la ragazza
Quegli occhi verdi come il mare
Poi all´improvviso usci
Una lagrima
E lui credette di affogare
Te voglio bene assaie
Ma tanto bene, sai
A una catena armai
Che scioglie il sangue
Dint´e vene sai
Potenza della lirica dove
Agni drama é un falso
Cha con un po´de trucco
E con la mímica
Puoi diventare un altro
Ma due acchi che ti guardano
Casi vicini e vari
Ti gan scordare le parole
Confondo i pensieri
Cosi diventa tutto piccolo
Anche le notti la in America
Ti volti e vadi la tua vita
Como la scia di unélica
Ma si é la vita che finisce
Ma lui non ci pensó poi tantó
Anzi si sentiva gía felice
E ricominció il suo canto
Te voglio bene assaie
Ma tanto tanto bene sai
É una catena armai
Che scioglie el sangue
Dint ´e vene sai
The lyrics to Luciano Pavarotti and Andrea Bocelli's song "Caruso" tell the story of a man who sings about his love for a woman on a terrace overlooking the Gulf of Sorrento. The man embraces the woman as she cries, then clears his throat and begins to sing again. He tells her how much he loves her and how their bond is like a chain that flows through his veins. The man recalls seeing lights in the middle of the sea and thinking about nights in America, only to realize that it was just the lights of boats and ships. He feels the pain in the music and rises from the piano, only to see the moon emerge from a cloud, making him feel even more alive. He looks into the woman's green eyes and sees a tear, which he believes could cause him to drown. The power of the song is such that it makes everything else seem small, including the nights in America, and evokes deep emotions that can make one forget their words or even confuse their thoughts. Despite this, the man is happy and begins to sing again, expressing his love for the woman even more passionately.
Overall, the song "Caruso" tells a moving story of love, longing, and the power of music to evoke deep emotions. Through its poetic lyrics and powerful vocal performances, the song captures the essence of the Italian musical tradition and showcases the talents of two of its greatest singers.
Line by Line Meaning
Qui dove il mare Luccica
Here, where the sea shines
E tira forte il vento
And the strong wind is blowing
Su una vecchia terraza
On an old terrace
Davanti al Golfo di Surriento
In front of the Gulf of Sorrento
Un uomo abbraccia
A man embraces
Una ragazza
A girl
Dopo che aveva pianto
After she had cried
Poi si schiarisce la voce
Then he clears his voice
E ricomincia il canto
And he begins to sing again
Te voglia bene assaise
I love you very much
Ma tanto bene, sai
But you already know that
E una catena ormai
And it's a chain now
Che scioglie il sangue dint´e Vene sai
That melts the blood in the veins, you know
Vide le luci en mezzo al mare
He saw the lights in the middle of the sea
Pensó alle notti la in America
He thought about the nights in America
Ma erano solo le lampare
But they were just the lamps
E la bianca scia di una elica
And the white wake of a propeller
Senti il dolore nella musica
He feels the pain in the music
Si alzó dal pianoforte
He got up from the piano
Ma quando vida la luna
But when he saw the moon
Uscire da una nuvola
Coming out of a cloud
Gli sembró piú dolce anche la morte
Death even seemed sweeter to him
Guardó negli occhi la ragazza
He looked into the girl's eyes
Quegli occhi verdi come il mare
Those green eyes, like the sea
Poi all´improvviso usci Una lagrima
Suddenly, a tear fell
E lui credette di affogare
And he thought he was drowning
Potenza della lirica dove
The power of opera,
Agni drama un falso
Where every drama is a sham
Cha con un po´de trucco
With a little bit of makeup,
E con la mímica Puoi diventare un altro
And with a bit of mime, you can become someone else
Ma due acchi che ti guardano
But two eyes that are looking at you
Casi vicini e vari
Close and many
Ti gan scordare le parole
Make you forget the words
Confondo i pensieri
Confuse your thoughts
Cosi diventa tutto piccolo
So everything becomes very small
Anche le notti la in America
Even the nights in America
Ti volti e vadi la tua vita
You turn around and go on with your life
Como la scia di unélica
Like the wake of a propeller
Ma si é la vita che finisce
But it's life that ends
Ma lui non ci pensó poi tantó
But he didn't think about it too much
Anzi si sentiva gía felice
In fact, he already felt happy
E ricominció il suo canto
And he started singing again
É una catena armai
It's a chain now
Che scioglie el sangue
That melts the blood
Dint ´e vene sai
In the veins, you know
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@MrHeaven33
If there's one word that can describe this beautiful and phenomenal song of Luciano and Frank Sinatra someone please say what it is I can't find a word to describe this beautiful song is there anyone still listening in 2023
@s.m.m99203
Me 😊😅
@simonaantofi7343
I am listening this great song on and on....
@michaelbresnahan9646
Divine
@dancingflowers2001
Still listening in 2024. My father loved this song. We played it at his funeral in 1997. I miss him every day.
@MrHeaven33
@@michaelbresnahan9646thank you for describing this beautiful song the word divine Set It all
@Tenormic3
How I went 25 years in this life not knowing this was a thing baffles me. This is outstanding. RIP legends. 🙏 BRAVO
@markdaniels2092
Don't feel bad Sir. When I was 40 I noticed that I was coming across something that was new to me, but apparently not to anyone else, and I wondered how I had missed it for so long. A few months ago I turned 60 and let me tell ya' buddy, now it's happening around every month in so. So now I wonder where I've been all my life. That makes me wonder how stupid I'll feel by the time I die. So don't sweat it Man, you're not the only one of us who's doing it backwards . . . 😊
@lilianmarialeaoprestes6809
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@akrenwinkle
@@markdaniels2092 It happens to the best of us. I spent years saving up for a trip to London to experience Big Ben. Then I found out it's a clock.