Caruso... at the seaside

I've always had a thing for this song. No mattter who's singing (Pavarotti, Andrea Bocelli, Lara Fabian, Josh Groban, Mercedes Sosa) it reminds me of home, of seaside, of the Black Sea. The fact that I live in a big, crowded city makes me escape from time to time and drive to see the sea. And I do this especially in fall, winter and spring when there's nobody on the beach. It feels like it's enitrely mine. Great feeling to listen to the waves coming and going to the emerald crystal clear surface. In fall and spring the water is green or grey. But it's sky blue and foamy during the winter. It's beautiful.

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Usually I listen to Caruso and think of the sea. Today I went to see the sea and remembered the song. I came home and listen to it.
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There's a particular version I'm very fond of. I first listened to it last year in June when the concert was broadcasted on the radio. It was a concert from Prospect Park, New York. Angela is singing. It was the first and only time I heard her sing this song. Couldn't be happier! Listen to it and also follow the lyrics, in Italian and English (it's not my translation. I found it on the internet)
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Caruso is a song written by Italian singer-songwriter Lucio Dalla in 1986. It is dedicated to Enrico Caruso, one of the most famous Italian tenors.
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Qui dove il mare luccica, e tira forte il vento

sulla vecchia terrazza davanti al golfo di Surriento

uno uomo abbracia una ragazza dopo che aveva pianto

poi si schiarisce la voce, e ricomincia il canto

Te voglio bene assai

Ma tanto tanto bene sai

É una catena ormai

Che scioglie il sangue tinto vene sai...

Vide le luci in mezzo al mare, penso alle notti là in America

ma erano solo le lamparee la bianca scia di un'elica

senti il dolore nella musica,e si alzo dal piano

fortema quando vide uscire la luna da una nuvola,

gli sembro piu dolce anche la morte

guardò negli occhi la ragazza, quegli occhi verdi come il mare

poi all'improvviso usci una lacrima e lui credette di affogare

Te voglio bene assai

Ma tanto tanto bene sai

É una catena ormai

Che scioglie il sangue tinto vene sai
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Potenza della lirica, dove ogni dramma è un falso

che con un po' di trucco e con la mimica puoi diventare un altro

ma due occhi che ti guardano, cosi vicine e veri

ti fan scordare le parole,...Confondono i pensieri

cosi diventa tutto piccolo, anche le notti là in America

ti volti e vedi la tua vita, dietro la scia di un'elica

ma si, è la vita che finisce, e non ci penso poi tanto

anzi, si sentiva gia felice, e ricomincio il suo canto

Te voglio bene assai

Ma tanto tanto bene sai

É una catena ormai

Che scioglie il sangue tinto vene sai
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Here, where the sea shines And the wind howls

On the old terrace Beside the gulf of Sorrento

A man embraces a girl After the tears

Then clears his throat And continues the song
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I love you very much

Very, very much you know

It is a chain by now

That heats the blood inside the veins

He saw the lights out on the sea Thought of the nights there in America

But they were only the fisherman's lamps And the white wash astern

He felt the pain in the music And stood up from the piano

But when he saw the moon Emerging from a cloud

Death also seemed sweeter to him He looked the girl in the eyes

Those eyes as green as the sea Then suddenly a tear fell

And he believed he was drowning
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I love you very much

Very, very much, you know

It is a chain by now

That heats the blood inside the veins
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The power of opera Where every drama is a hoax

With a little make-up You can become someone else

But two eyes that look at you So close and real

Make you forget the words Confuse your thoughts

So everything becomes small Also the nights there in America

You turn and see your life Through the white wash astern

But, yes, it is life that ends And he did not think much about it

On the contrary, he already felt happy And continued his song
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I love you very much

Very, very much, you know

It is a chain by now

That heats the blood inside the veins

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Have a great Sunday!
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