Vaco distrattamente abbandunato...

Ll'uocchie sott'o cappiello annascunnute

mane 'int'a sacca e bavero aizato...

Vaco siscanno e stelle ca so'asciute...



E'a luna rossa mme parla 'e te

io lle domando si aspiette a me,

e mme risponne: "Si 'o vvuo'sape,

cca nun ce esta nisciuna..."



E io chiammo 'o nomme pe'te vede,

ma, tutt'a gente ca parla 'e te,

risponne: "E tarde che vuo'sape?!

Cca nun ce sta nisciuna!..."



Luna rossa,

chi mme sarra sincera?

Luna rossa,

se n'e ghiuta ll'ata sera

senza mme vede...



Mille e cchiu appuntamente aggio tenuto...

Tante e cchiu sigarette aggio appicciato...

Tanta tazze 'e cafe mme so' bevuto...

Mille vucchelle amare aggio vasato...



E'a luna rossa mme parla 'e te

Io lle domando si aspiette a me,

e mme risponne: "Si o vvuo' sape,

cca nun ce sta nisciuna..."



E io chiammo 'o nomme pe'te vede

ma, tutt'a gente ca parla 'e te,

risponne: "E tarde che vuo'sape?!

Cca nun ce sta nisciuna!..."



E io dico ancora ch'aspetta a me,

for'o barcone stanott'e ttre,

e prega 'e Sante pe'mme vede...

Ma nun ce sta nisciuna...



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Red Moon



I walk along unthinking and alone

My cap pulled down to hide my eyes

Hands in my pockets and collar turned up

I walk along whistling at the stars that have come out



And the red moon talks to me about you

I ask if you are waiting for me

and it answers: "If you really want to know,

here, there is no one..."



And I call your name to see you

but everyone who is talking about you

is answering: "It's late, what do you want to know?

here, there is no one!...



Red moon,

who will be sincere to me?

Red moon,

she went away the other night

without seeing me...



I've had more than a thousand dates

So many and more cigarettes I've smoked

So many and more cups of coffee I've drunk

A thousand bitter lips I've kissed



And the red moon talks to me about you

I ask if you're waiting for me

and it answers: "If you really want to know,

here, there is no one..."



And I call your name to see you

but everyone who's talking about you

answers: "It's late, what do you want to know?!

Here, there is no one!..."



And I say that still she's waiting for me,

Out on the balcony tonight at three

and she's praying to the Saints to see me...

But there is no one...