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Eclectic acoustic music brushed with hues from Mediterranean folk | Where north, south, east, west, and humanity collide
Traditional Sicilian with lyrics by Francesco LiCausi
Allison Scola, vocals, clarinet
Joe Ravo, guitar, background vocals
Dimitry Sokolovsky, button accordion
Greg Maker, electric bass, background vocals
Dave Mancuso, drums and percussion, background vocals
Janie Barnette, background vocals
Vitti ‘na crozza supra nu cannuni
fui curiuso e ci vosi spiari
idda m’arrispunniu cun gran duluri
muriri senza toccu di campani
la la la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la la
Sinn’ eru, sinni eru li me anni
sinn’ eru, sinni eru ‘un sacciu unni.
Ora ‘ca su’arrivati a ottant’anni,
u’ vivu chiamu mortu’ arrispunni
la la la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la la
la la la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la la
Cunzàtimi, cunzàtimi stu lettu
cca di li vermi su’ mangiatu tuttu
si nun lu scuntu ‘cca lu me piccatu
lu scunt’a chidda vita, sangu ruttu
la la la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la la
la la la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la lero
la lero la la
I saw a skull on a cannon
I was curious and so I started to question it
It answered with great sorrow
“I died without the toll of a bell”
They have all gone, my years have all gone
They have gone but I don’t know where
Now that I have reached eighty years,
I call for life but death replies
Prepare, prepare this bed for me
because by worms I am eaten all
if I don’t expiate here my sin
I’ll expiate in that life with broken blood