i call your name

i call your name

LUNA ROSSA wIth MURAT YILDIRIM & Marios Frangoulis

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Murat Yildirim and Tuba Büyüküstün as Demir & Asi LUNA ROSSA-Mario Frangoulis Lyrics: Vincenzo de Crescenzo Music: Antonio Vian Disclaimer: This is purely for Entertainment. No copyright infringement intended. The audio content doesn't belong to me I don't make profit out of this video, I do not own copyright of the videos, they are from the web 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... ---- 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... .