million miles from far away
i dind't realase
i'm lost, lost in space
million miles away
never one to be alone
nassault sattelite

Napoletano:Oje né', fa' priesto viene!
Nun mme fá spantecá
Ca pure 'a rezza vène
Ch'a mare stó' a mená

Méh, stienne sti bbraccelle,/
Ajutame a tirá
Ca stu marenariello
Te vò' sempe abbracciá

Vicin'ô mare, facimmo 'ammore
A core a core, pe' nce spassá

Só' marenaro e tiro 'a rezza
Ma, p''allerezza, stóngo a murí

Vide ca sbatte ll'onna
Comm'a stu core ccá
De lacreme te 'nfonne
Ca 'o faje annammurá

Viene, 'nterr'a 'sta rena
Nce avimm''a recrijá
Che scenne la serena
Io po' stóngo a cantá

Vicin'ô mare,

Oje né', io tiro 'a rezza
e tu statte a guardá
li pisce, p''a prijezza,
comme stanno a zumpá!

E vide, pure 'e stelle tu faje annammurá
ca stu marenariello,
tu faje suspirá

English:Come on dear, hurry, come here!
Don't make wait and suffer
The fishing net is coming too
That i've cast

Stretch your thin arms
Help me to pull (the net)
That this young sailor
Always wants to hug you

We make love near the sea
Heart to heart, to have fun

I'm a sailor and i pull the net
But I feel like i'm almost dying of happiness

See, the lashing of the waves
Like the beat of this heart of mine
It washes you with tears
Because you make it fall in love (with you)

Come, on this shore
We'll have fun
Here comes the sunset (or the evening)
And I'm here singing

Hey dear, I pull the net
And you stay there and watch
How the fishes for joy
Are jumping

And look, you can make fall in love with you even the stars
This young sailor
You make sigh

Italiano
Blu,
il colore della libertà,

Blu, il chiarore dell' immensità,

Lassù, dove il mondo nasce e finisce

lassù, dove il sole splende e sparisce.

Soffio,
sulla vela bianca in balìa,

Soffio, su un uomo che non tornerà,

Respiro,
respiro della sposa ora lasciata,
Respiro
respiro dell' onda morendo sulla riva.
Français

Bleu,
La couleur de la liberté
Bleu, la pureté de l’immensité
Là-haut, où le monde commence et se termine
Là-haut où le soleil brille et disparaît

Un souffle
Sur la voile blanche en errance (ou qui dérive
?)
Un souffle, sur un homme qui ne reviendra pas
Un soupir,
Un soupir de la mariée laissée seule
Un soupir de l’onde qui meurt sur la rive

English

Blue
The colour of freedom
Blue, purity and immensity
Up there where the world begins and ends
Up there where the sun shines and disappears

A breath

On the white sail in the distance
A breath on a man who will never return
A sigh,

A sigh of the bride left alone
A sigh of the wave that dies on the shore

Italiano

Parenti, amici, sono tutti qua,

Venuti da tanti Paesi d'Italia,

Famiglie di Francia, e anche dall’Australia,

Rosetta si sposa: gran festa si farà!

Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,

Batti piedi, batti le mani,
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,

alza le braccia, gira, gira,

Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,

Organetto e tamburello

Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, si balla la tarantella.

Si celebran le nozze come in Sicilia,

con tutte le comari a “mucatori”
??,
i maschi quasi tutti, portano la coppola,

C'è vino, salam, prosciutto e ricotta

La mamma di Rosa si commuove e piange,

perché a sua bambina lontana sarà,

il padre un po brillo canta troppo forte

presto un nipotino in casa arriverà
Français

Les parents, les amis sont tous là,
Venus de tant de villages d’Italie
Des familles de France, et aussi d’Australie
Rosetta se marie
: une grande fête se prépare
!

Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,

On tape des mains, on bat des mains
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,

On lève les bras, on tourne, on tourne

Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,

Accordéon et tambourin
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, on danse la tarentelle

On célèbre la noce comme en Sicile
Avec toutes les commères qui portent foulard
Presque tous les hommes ont une casquette
Il y a du vin, du salami, du jambon et de la ricotta

La maman de Rosa est émue et pleure
Parce que sa fille partira loin
Le père un peu éméché chante trop fort
Bientôt un neveu arrivera

English

Family and friends are all here
Come from village all over Italy
Families from France, Australia too
Rosetta is getting married:

A big party is getting underway

Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,

we clap our hands, we clap our hands
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,

we lift our arms, we spin we spin
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,

Accordion and tambourine
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, we dance the tarentelle

We celebrate the wedding like in Sicily
With all the old girls in headscarves
Almost all the men wear caps
There’s wine, salami, ham and ricotta.

Rosa’s mama is moved to tears
Because her daughter will move far away
Father is a little tipsy and sings too loud
Soon a nephew will arrive

ItalianoDove sono biscottini e caramelle,

l'olio fresco dal mulino, il
bardolino,
pane tondo cotto al forno di mattonelle,

mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
Dove sono ceci fave per le minestre,

l’uovo col marsala, le frittelle,

il sapor' delle zucchine del giardino,

se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.

Passa un giorno di più,

e tutto sembra come fosse ieri,

passa la vita veloce,

e niente resta più come prima.

I boschetti con i funghi son perduti,

e la briscola in famiglia, non si fa più,

il suon dell'organetto dello zio,

mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.

La bottega della Lina, il cenciaiolo,

limoncello e cassate a due soldi,

e le donne al lavatorio, la befana,

se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.

Biciclette e bagni al mare in agosto,
i fumetti con Minnie, e topolino,

la pesca della trota con il nonno,

mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.

E fuggita la ragazza dagli occhi chiari,

la quercia del cortile, l'inchiostro blu,

e il cinema all' aperto con Maria,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.

Français

Où sont les gâteaux et le caramel
L’huile nouvelle du moulin,

Le pain rond cuit au four de brique
Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout

Où sont les pois chiches et les fèves pour les minestrones
L’œuf au Marsala, les beignets
L’odeur des courgettes dans le jardin
Tout a disparu avec le vent

Un jour de plus est passé
Et tout semble comme si c’était hier
La vie passe si vite
Et plus rien n’est plus comme autrefois

Les bois aux champignons sont perdus
On ne joue plus à la briscola en famille,
Le son de l’accordéon de l’oncle,
Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout

La boutique de Lina, le chiffonnier
Limoncello et cassate à deux sous
Et les femmes au lavoir, la befana
Tout a disparu avec le vent

La bicyclette et les bains de mer en août
Les bandes dessinées avec Minnie et Mickey
La pêche à la truite avec le grand-père
Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout

La jeune fille aux yeux clairs a disparu
Le chêne de la cour, l’encre bleue
Et le cinéma en plein air avec Maria
Tout a disparu avec le vent

English

Where are the cakes and the caramels
The oil fresh from the mill
The round bread baked in the brick oven
I remember, I remember everything

Where are the chick peas

End the broad beans from the minestrone
Eggs in Marsala, the doughnuts
The smell of zucchinis in the garden
Everything has gone with the wind

Another day has gone by
And all is as if it was yesterday
Life goes by so fast
And nothing is like it used to be

The mushroom woods have gone
We no longer play briscola as a family,
The sound of my uncle’s arccordion,
I remember, I remember everything

Lina’s little shop, the rag and bone man
Limoncello and cassate a penny a piece
And women in the wash house, la befana
Everything has gone with the wind

The bicycle and swimming in the August sea
The cartoons with Minnie and mickey
Trout fishing with granddad

The young bright-eyed girl has disappeared
The oak-tree in the garden, the blue ink
And the open-air cinema with Maria
Everything has gone with the wind

GOODTIME HONKY TONK
VERSE
Just a little past the county line
Where the kudzu’s growin’ up the cross road sign

Sun’s sinkin’ thru the pine
You’ll find the goodtime honky tonk

VERSE
Just one happy family
Blowin’ off steam at the end of the week
Yes sir, no ma’am, thank you, please
At the goodtime honky tonk

CHORUS
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a cold one
Lose your troubles
An’ have some fun
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a partner
Try to hang on
To an old George Strait song
At the goodtime Honky Tonk

VERSE
Jukebox sittin’ on the old front porch
Punch those numbers and hit the floor
We all know what we’re here for

At the goodtime Honky Tonk

VERSE
None of that new country breed
Just Hank and Lefty and some Brenda Lee
Listen to Willie puff some weed
At the goodtime Honky Tonk

CHORUS
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a cold one
Lose your troubles
An’ have some fun
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a partner
Try to hang on
To an old George Strait song
At the goodtime Honky Tonk

INSTRUMENTAL

REPEAT CHORUS
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a cold one
Lose your troubles
An’ have some fun
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a partner
Try to hang on
To an old George Strait song
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
Heyeeeee

Tu n’as pas su m’aimerComme l’on doit aimerEst-ce un refrain de poète
Qui t’a fait perdre la tête
?Le temps passe et pourtantMalgré moi je t’attendsEt dans Montmartre la nuit
Levant les yeux je me dis
:
Tant que tournerontLes ailes en rond,Du Moulin de la GaletteMon cœur chantera,Comme auprès de toi,La chanson des jours de fêteQuand dans le faubourgLes yeux pleins d’amourSur moi tu posais la têteQu'elles sont joliesBrillant dans la nuitLes ailes du Paradis

Depuis ce jour mauditJe traîne dans ParisEt dans le moindre visage

Je recherche ton imageLes jours semblent si longsQu' au fil des rues sans nom
Si le cafard me chahuteJe regarde vers la Butte

English translation :
Moulin de La Galette
You couldn’t love meLike you should
Is it with the poet’s refrainThat you lost your head?Time goes by and stillI wait for you despite myselfAnd in Montmartre at nightRaising my eyes I say to myself:
As long as
Windmill blades of the of the Moulin de La Galette
shall turnMy heart will singLike when I am near youThe song of the feast daysWhen in the faubourgEyes full of loveYou leant your head on mineHow pretty they areShining in the nightThese wings of Paradise
Since this accursed dayI roam the streets of ParisAnd every faceI seek your reflectionThese days seem so longthat on street after nameless streetIf the blues takes holdI look toward la Butte (of Montmartre)

On croise à ParisDe Montmartre à Saint LouisDes amours transis sous un même parapluieOn les voit qui s'enlacent sur le pont des Arts,On les voit qui s'embrassentSur un quai de gare.

Paris, encore, Paris, toujours,Petits trésors et grand amour.Paris, encore, Paris, toujours,Paris, la nuit, Paris, le jour.

Emmène moi au bal que l'on donne à minuit,Fais-moi voir les étoiles, dansons tout' la nuitSous cent mille lumières,Fais-moi tourner encore,Fais-moi quitter la terre pour des nuages d'or

English translation :
PARIS TOUJOURS
In Paris from Montmartre to Saint LouisWe see lovers fixed under a single umbrellaWe see them entwined on the Pont des Arts,We see them kiss
On a station platform

Paris again, Paris alwaysLittle treasures and great loveParis again, Paris alwaysParis by night, Paris by day
Take me to the midnight ball,let me see the stars, let’s dance all night long‘neath a hundred thousand lightsSpin me around againMake me quit this earth for clouds of gold