Vangelis and Riccardo Cocciante lyrics - Concerto per Margherita lyrics (English translation)

And to make this long night
not blacker than black,
make yourself big, sweet Moon, 
and fill the whole sky...
And for her bright smile
to come back again,
shine, Sun, tomorrow morning,
like you never did before...

Then, to make her sing 
the songs she has learned,
I will build for her a silence
that nobody ever heard...
I'll turn off all of her lovers,
I'll talk for hours and hours,
let's close in a stronger embrace
because she wants love.

Then let's run through the streets 
and let's start dancing,
because she wants joy, 
because she hates sadness;
then, with colored paint buckets,
let's paint all the walls 
of homes, alleys and palaces,
because she loves colors;

Then let's climb to the sky
and catch a star for her,
because Margherita is good,
because Margherita is beautiful;
because Margherita is sweet,
because Margherita is real,
because Margherita loves
and she does it for a whole night;

because Margherita is a dream,
because Margherita is life's salt,
because Margherita is the wind
and she doesn't know she can hurt;
because Margherita is everything
and she is my craze;
Margherita, Margherita,
Margherita now is mine.

Margherita is mine...

"Just let him go, you're too impatient"
my mother said, there on the stream,
her reclined head, her distant gaze, 
she prayed and she cried thinking she was a saint,
and the river ran and the boat was old,
they went further over the stream.

And all of a sudden the dearest friend passes,
swimming fast but against the current,
and his teeth are whiter for a large smile,
or maybe it is only an angry frown,
while clutching a long knife's blade,
or it is a feather wither than a bird's,
and he asked: "why don't you dive in, brother".

And you'll give me pure water
to quench my thirst,
and you'll give me hot bread
to satisfy my hunger, and you'll untie your hair
to make me stay,
you will lay on your bed
to unchain my heart.

And I'll burn with fire
this bad weed of yours,
and I will make you, with water,
more fertile and more alive.

And I'll pray for the sun
to dry up these tears,
and I'll pray for time
to heal your wounds.

I will be your farmer
ad you will be my ground,
I'll fight with the wind
to not carry you away from me.

Then I'll sprinkle my seeds
in your green valley
ad we will wait together
for Spring to come,
for Spring to come.

Now I have written your name
on a paper bill,
I bought the love
that one can meet on the roads,
I've touched the hands
of many common people and I have hoped so much
of being able to forget you...
and now, and now...

When you love someone, when you only love someone,
you aren't trivial anymore, you aren't common anymore;
and even a word, if only it comes from me,
glides over your lips and becomes a poem.

You can walk, with your eyes inside her eyes,
right through the walls of our houses,
you can walk straight above the country fields, above a hot sea, above
the mountains,
above a storm, up to who-knows-where,
where the weather is beautiful even when it rains,
where time is everything, where everything is nothing,
living in the wind, your mind inside her mind.

When you love someone, when you deeply love someone,
you can see beauty even in this world,
even in this world, even in this world.

When I'll go away from here I want this song of mine,
clothes hanging from the balcony and a carpet on the stairs,
with sheets from newspapers and a woman with a cross,
a few friends without peace when I'll go away from here

When you'll go away from here your journey will be long, to give you more
courage, horses will pull you
and they'll be the six most beautiful ones, then, when you left,
you will be forgotten when you'll go away from here.