Murat Yildirim and Tuba Büyüküstün as Demir & Asi<br /><br />LUNA ROSSA-Mario Frangoulis<br />Lyrics: Vincenzo de Crescenzo Music: Antonio Vian<br /><br />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<br /><br />Vaco distrattamente abbandunato...<br />Ll'uocchie sott'o cappiello annascunnute<br />mane 'int'a sacca e bavero aizato...<br />Vaco siscanno e stelle ca so'asciute...<br /><br />E'a luna rossa mme parla 'e te<br />io lle domando si aspiette a me,<br />e mme risponne: "Si 'o vvuo'sape,<br />cca nun ce esta nisciuna..."<br /><br />E io chiammo 'o nomme pe'te vede,<br />ma, tutt'a gente ca parla 'e te,<br />risponne: "E tarde che vuo'sape?!<br />Cca nun ce sta nisciuna!..."<br /><br />Luna rossa,<br />chi mme sarra sincera?<br />Luna rossa,<br />se n'e ghiuta ll'ata sera<br />senza mme vede...<br /><br />Mille e cchiu appuntamente aggio tenuto...<br />Tante e cchiu sigarette aggio appicciato...<br />Tanta tazze 'e cafe mme so' bevuto...<br />Mille vucchelle amare aggio vasato...<br /><br />E'a luna rossa mme parla 'e te<br />Io lle domando si aspiette a me,<br />e mme risponne: "Si o vvuo' sape,<br />cca nun ce sta nisciuna..."<br /><br />E io chiammo 'o nomme pe'te vede<br />ma, tutt'a gente ca parla 'e te,<br />risponne: "E tarde che vuo'sape?!<br />Cca nun ce sta nisciuna!..."<br /><br />E io dico ancora ch'aspetta a me,<br />for'o barcone stanott'e ttre,<br />e prega 'e Sante pe'mme vede...<br />Ma nun ce sta nisciuna...<br /><br />----<br />Red Moon<br /><br />I walk along unthinking and alone<br />My cap pulled down to hide my eyes<br />Hands in my pockets and collar turned up<br />I walk along whistling at the stars that have come out<br /><br />And the red moon talks to me about you<br />I ask if you are waiting for me<br />and it answers: "If you really want to know,<br />here, there is no one..."<br /><br />And I call your name to see you<br />but everyone who is talking about you<br />is answering: "It's late, what do you want to know?<br />here, there is no one!...<br /><br />Red moon,<br />who will be sincere to me?<br />Red moon,<br />she went away the other night<br />without seeing me...<br /><br />I've had more than a thousand dates<br />So many and more cigarettes I've smoked<br />So many and more cups of coffee I've drunk<br />A thousand bitter lips I've kissed<br /><br />And the red moon talks to me about you<br />I ask if you're waiting for me<br />and it answers: "If you really want to know,<br />here, there is no one..."<br /><br />And I call your name to see you<br />but everyone who's talking about you<br />answers: "It's late, what do you want to know?!<br />Here, there is no one!..."<br /><br />And I say that still she's waiting for me,<br />Out on the balcony tonight at three<br />and she's praying to the Saints to see me...<br />But there is no one...<br /><br />.
