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Sarrà chi sà!


Museca: Roberto Murolo,

Vierse: Roberto Murolo.

Anno: 1959

Who knows what it will be!


Music: Roberto Murolo,

Lyrics: Roberto Murolo.

Year: 1959

Primmasera,
'O sole a poco a poco se n'è sciso.
Strignete 'mbracci'a mme cu ll'uocchie 'nchiuse!
Facimmo zittu zitto cu 'sti vase!

Sarrà chi sà!
Sarrà 'sta luna chiena…
'Na musica luntana.
Sarrà chi sà!
Forse sarrà 'stu mare
O 'a luce d' 'e llampare.
Sarrà sarrà Pusilleco
Ca me fa suspirà:
"Te voglio bbene"…
'O cielo bello 'e Napule
Ch'è fatto pe' cantà
Mille ccanzone.
Sarrà chi sà!
Forse sarrà 'stu core
Ch'è troppo 'nnammurato.
Stasera! Tutt' 'a vita
Suspirame abbracciata:
"Ammore mio".

Chianu chiano
Se sò addurmute tutt' 'e manduline.
More pe' ll'aria ll'urdema canzona.
Ggià sponta ll'alba e s'annasconne 'a luna.

Sarrà chi sà!
Sarrà 'sta luna chiena…
'Na musica luntana.
Sarrà chi sà!
Forse sarrà 'stu mare
O 'a luce d' 'e llampare.
Sarrà sarrà Pusilleco
Ca me fa suspirà:
"Te voglio bbene"…
'O cielo bello 'e Napule
Ch'è fatto pe' cantà
Mille ccanzone.
Sarrà chi sà!
Forse sarrà 'stu core
Ch'è troppo 'nnammurato.
Stasera! Tutt' 'a vita
Suspirame abbracciata:
"Ammore mio".

The early evening,
The sun sets gradually.
Hold me tight with closed eyes!
Let's kiss each other in silence!

Who knows what it will be!
Maybe it will be the full moon…
Or a music from a distance.
Who knows what it will be!
Maybe it will be the sea
Or the light of fishing lamps.
Maybe it will be Posillipo*
That will make me say with a sigh:
"I love you"…
Or the beautiful sky of Naples
That inspires to sing
Thousand songs.
Who knows what it will be!
Maybe it will be my heart
That is too much in love.
Tonight! All your life
Embrace me and whisper to me:
"My love".

Gradually
The sound of mandolins is faded away.
The last song ends outside.
The dawn already comes and the moon disappears.

Who knows what it will be!
Maybe it will be the full moon…
Or a music from a distance.
Who knows what it will be!
Maybe it will be the sea
Or the light of fishing lamps.
Maybe it will be Posillipo
That will make me say with a sigh:
"I love you"…
Or the beautiful sky of Naples
That inspires to sing
Thousand songs.
Who knows what it will be!
Maybe it will be my heart
That is too much in love.
Tonight! All your life
Embrace me and whisper to me:
"My love".

translated by Natalia Chernega


* Posillipo is a district of Naples.