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Angelo Branduardi - La Pulce D'Acqua ( The Water Flea)

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The Moon

 

 

 

 

One day suddenly
the moon got tired
of looking at the world from up there;
took a comet,
then veiled its face
and walked all the way to the end of the sky

 

And  it got surprised
that the white plain
was not snow.

 

They were only stones
and  it hurt its feet
crying  she secretly escaped.


Facing the world barefooted
is impossible
so  it ( moon) kept spying on it ( world)  from above
 and it isn't surprised anymore
that the white plain
is not snow.

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Many Years Ago

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the waters of that lake
my woman would bathe
then letting  the hair loose
she'd tell a story,
of a castle at the lake bottom
many years ago,
many years ago,
and  now I sing this to you

 

was a day in midsummer
while the sun warmed us
in  the shadow of those tree branches
I dozed  while she sung
Often this would happen
many years ago,
many years ago,
and now I'm singing it to you

 

It was evening, you know,
it was evening by now
and suddenly I woke up.
It was evening, you know,
it was evening now
and I found myself alone,
in the lake.

 

Perhaps out of curiosity
she stepped down from the lake
I know one day she'll step  back up
for me

It was evening, you know,
it was evening now
and suddenly I woke up.
It was evening, you know,
it was evening now
and I found myself alone,


In the waters of that lake
my woman would bathe
many years ago,
many years ago,
Many years ago,
many years ago.

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Nocturne

 

Verses  from "Nocturne" by Alcmane , ancient Greek poet

 

 

 

 

 

The mountaintops sleep , the valleys sleep,
the families of reptiles in the black ground,
the beast  sleeps along with the offspring of bees,
 and  long - winged birds .

the mountaintops sleep , the valleys sleep,

the monsters in the depths of a red sea,
 sleeps the  beast and the offspring of bees,
and  long-winged birds.

 

 

With the rest of your dreams
build a boat,
with the rest of your dreams
you knitted the sails,
just to see it glide over the river
as you sit and wait
to see it flowing back

 

With the rest of your dreams
build a boat,
with the rest of your dreams
you knitted the sails
to see it glide over the river
as you sit and wait
to see it flowing back.

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Springtime

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now loosen up your hair,
so that it'll cover your shoulders,
and wrap your hips,

You slept a long winter,
Now dress up your joy.

 

Kneel at the source
and purify your lips
 from the flavor of that sleep,
you've been dreaming a long winter,
Now drink your joy.

 

Now you're the cloud that goes,
you're the grass, flower,
stream that comes back today,

If you are a man or woman, who knows,
or the butterfly that today or tomorrow will go away.

 

... And your hands are a sweet deception.

 

Your steps  have no time,
you're living without age,
you can dance until the evening,
you can love until dawn,
may  joy be with you.

 

... And your hands are a sweet deception.

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Trees are tall  (magnificent imo)

 

Unable so far to find an online translation...Will keep searching

 

 

 

 

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