(lyrics: M. Durante / music: L. Einaudi, M. Durante)
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io tegnu nu tormentu intra lu piettu
ca me consuma e nu se ferma mai me tremula la terra sutta li peti nu c’è mai fine pe lu miu cadire quiddhu ca mangiu nu tene sapore pe mie nu c’è chiui luce ne culore la gente sapia comu t’i curare ci lu tou male se chiama’ taranta e osce ca li tempi hannu cangiati ci è ca po sentire lu miu dulore e ci me porta l’acqua pe sanare a ci chiedu la grazia pe guarire nu sacciu ci è taranta ca me tene ma nu me lassa e me face mpaccire ci è taranta nu me abbandunare ci balli sulu nu te puei curare ci e’ taranta lassala ballare ci e’ malencunia cacciala fore |
I hold anguish in my chest This is killing me and never stops The ground is trembling under my feet There’s no stopping me falling What I eat has no taste for me there is no more light nor color People knew how you had to cure yourself If your ilness was called taranta And now that time have changed Who can feel my pain Who brings me the water to cure Who shall I ask to grant me recovery I don’t know if it’s taranta that got me But it doesn’t let me and makes me crazy If it’s taranta don’t let me down If you dance alone you cannot heal If it’s taranta let her dance If it’s melancholy throw it out |