A SICILIAN TRADITIONAL LOVE SONG

AMURI LUNTANU

O rinninedda ca passi lu mari,

Fermati quantu ti dicu du paroli,

Quantu ti tiru na pinna di st’ali,

Quantu fazzu na littra a lu me amuri.

Amuri, amuri, quantu si luntanu,

Cu ti lu conza lu littu la sira?

Cu ti lu conza, ti lu conza malu

Malatiddu ti truvi lu matinu.

Cunzari ti lu vurria cu li me manu,

Quantu di malatiddu stassuvu bunu.

DISTANT LOVE

O young swallow that fly across the sea,

Stop here! I want to tell you a few words.

I want to pull out a quill from your wing,

To write a letter to my love.

Love, love, what a long distance between us!

Who makes your bed in the evening?

The one who makes it, does not do well,

For, in the morning you get up sickly.

I wish I could make your bed with my hands.

So that, you could recover and grow healthy.

Ettore Grillo author of these books:

November 2: The Day of the Dead in Sicily

– A Hidden Sicilian History

– The Vibrations of Words

– Travels of the Mind

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