Er Carrettiere A Vino
Tosca Lyrics


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All′arba quanno spunta er sole d'oro
Rivedo Roma bella da lontano
Se sente cantà quarche rusignolo
E nà campana sona piano piano
Me sento n′armonia qui drento ar petto
E tutt'allegro monto sur caretto.

Roma fiorita e l'aria che tu manni è profumata
Me sento qui ner petto nà ferita che m′aricorda Nina mia adorata
E quanno er sole sur tramonto cala
Senti quer venticello della sera
Le stelle colla luna fanno a gara
Pe risvejà er profumo de la tera
Li sonarelli che c′hai sur caretto dicheno a Nannarè ecco Ninetto




Fiore d'amore ce sò tre cose che je vojo bene
Mi madre, Roma e tu nina der core, mi madre Roma e tu nina der cor

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Tosca's song Er Carrettiere A Vino talk about the city of Rome and the singer's love for it. The song starts with the singer describing the beautiful sunrise in Rome as they reminisce about the city from a distance. They can hear a nightingale singing and a bell ringing slowly. The melody makes them feel happy and harmonious inside, and they feel joyfully riding on a wine cart.


The lyrics then unfold to reveal the singer's pain and a bittersweet memory of their loved one Nina. The fragrant air and fresh flowers remind them of the joyful days spent with Nina. As the beautiful sun sets and the evening breeze sets in, they recall the moments spent together in the city. The singer mentions the stars and the moon in the night sky that are competing to awaken the scent of the earth. The bells on the cart ring, and the singer calls out for Nannarè and Ninetto.


The last verse expresses the singer's affection for three things, their mother, Rome, and Nina, whom they love deeply in their heart.


Overall, the song paints a vivid picture of Rome's beauty and captures the joy the city brings to its inhabitants, along with the pain it can bring when missing loved ones.


Line by Line Meaning

All'arba quanno spunta er sole d'oro
At dawn, when the golden sun rises


Rivedo Roma bella da lontano
I see beautiful Rome from afar


Se sente cantà quarche rusignolo
You can hear a nightingale singing


E nà campana sona piano piano
And a bell rings softly


Me sento n′armonia qui drento ar petto
I feel harmony in my chest


E tutt'allegro monto sur caretto.
And happily I climb onto the cart.


Roma fiorita e l'aria che tu manni è profumata
Flowered Rome and the scented air you breathe


Me sento qui ner petto nà ferita che m′aricorda Nina mia adorata
I feel a wound in my chest that reminds me of my beloved Nina


E quanno er sole sur tramonto cala
And when the sun sets


Senti quer venticello della sera
You can feel the evening breeze


Le stelle colla luna fanno a gara
The stars and the moon compete


Pe risvejà er profumo de la tera
To awaken the smell of the earth


Li sonarelli che c′hai sur caretto dicheno a Nannarè ecco Ninetto
The bells on my cart say, 'Here comes Ninetto to Nannare.'


Fiore d'amore ce sò tre cose che je vojo bene
Love of my life, there are three things I love


Mi madre, Roma e tu nina der core, mi madre Roma e tu nina der cor
My mother, Rome, and you, my beloved, my mother, Rome, and you, my beloved.




Writer(s): Romolo Balzani, Tradizionale

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