During the beautiful presentation event of the D&G feature in Taormina, Il Volo sang a beautiful Sicilian song – “E VUI DURMITI ANCORA”.

It is a beautiful Sicilian poem written by Giovanni Formisano in 1910.The beauty of the text greatly affected Gaetano Emanuel Calì, to the point that in the duration of the trip from Malta, (one night), he composed the score to go with it.

Thanks to my friend Katerina Tsaousi, who published the text and the video, I thought of repeating these beautiful words, in the original text and below with the translation made by the Sicilian friend Rita Spera.

Thanks to both !!😘😘

E VUI DURMITI ANCORA

Gian= Lu suli è già spuntatu di lu mari
E vui, bidduzza mia, durmiti ancora,
L’aceddi sunnu stanchi di cantari
E affriddateddi aspettanu ccà fora;
Ignazio= Supra ‘ssu barcuneddu su pusati
E aspettanu quann’è ca v’affacciati.

Piero= Lassati stari, non durmiti cchiui,
Ca ‘nzemi a iddi, dintra sta vanedda,
Ci sugnu puru iù, c’aspettu a vui,
Ppi viriri ‘ssa facci accussì bedda;
G+I+P= Passu cca fora tutti li nuttati
E aspettu suru quannu v’affacciati.
(The part sung by Il Volo ends here, but the song continues.)

Li ciuri senza vui non vonnu stari,
Su tutti ccu li testi a pinnuluni,
Ognun d’iddi non voli sbucciari,
Si prima non si rapì ssu barcuni.
Intra li buttuneddi su ammucchiati
E aspettanu quann’è ca v’affacciati.
Lassati stari, non durmiti cchiui,
Ca ‘nzemi a iddi, dintra sta vanedda,
Ci sugnu puru iù, c’aspettu a vui,
Ppi viriri ‘ssa facci accussì bedda;
Passu cca fora tutti li nuttati
E aspettu suru quannu v’affacciati.

Translation:

AND YOU SLEEP, AGAIN

The sun has already risen above the sea
And you my beautiful,
You sleep, again
Birds are tired of singing
And full of cold, they wait out here
Above the small balcony, they are supported
And they wait when it is
That you, you lean out of the balcony.

You stop,
Don’t sleep anymore
because in their midst
Inside this little street
I’m here too,
I’m waiting for you
To see your face so beautiful.
I spend all the nights out here
To see when you look out on the balcony.
(The part sung by Il Volo ends here, but the song continues.)

Flowers without you don’t want to be
They are all with dangling heads
Each of them does not want to blossom
If this balcony doesn’t open first
Inside the buds are wrapped
And they wait when you look out onto the balcony.

You stop,
Don’t sleep anymore
because in their midst
Inside this little street
I’m here too,
I’m waiting for you
To see your face so beautiful.
I spend all the nights out here
To see when you look out on the balcony.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

And now, as our eyes are never tired of beauty, let’s still enjoy our beautiful boys, elegant in D&G tuxedos. ❤️❤️❤️

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More photos from the evening.

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Il Volo with Domenico Dolce, Stefano Gabbana and Musumeci (governor of Sicily).

The words of this Sicilian song are really beautiful.
This song was often used by young Sicilian males to serenade their girlfriends, who listened to them from the window or from the balcony … how romantic.

Poor Gianluca who had to sing in a really difficult dialect.

But Il Volo has made a really good interpretation ….. of course they can, they are Il Volo !!

Thanks again to Rita for the translation from Sicilian to Italian! 😘

Daniela

 

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