Mattinata — Andrea Bocelli

Ruggero Leoncavallo

L'aurora di bianco vestita Gi Di gi Carezza de' fiori lo stuol! Commosso da un fremito arcano Intorno il creato gi E tu non ti desti, ed invano Mi sto qui dolente a cantar.

Metti anche tu la veste bianca E schiudi l'uscio al tuo cantor! Ove non sei la luce manca; Ove tu sei nasce l'amor.

Commosso da un fremito arcano Intorno il creato gi E tu non ti desti, ed invano Mi sto qui dolente a cantar.

Ove non sei la luce manca; Ove tu sei nasce l'amor.

Morning Serenade

Dawn, dressed in white, already opens the door to broad daylight; already, with her rosy fingers, she caresses the multitude of flowers! All around, creation seems stirred by a mysterious shiver; and you do not awaken; and in vain I stay here, aching to sing.

Put on your white dress too, and open the door to your minstrel! Where you are not, sunlight is missing; where you are love dawns.

All around, creation seems stirred by a mysterious shiver; and you do not awaken; and in vain I stay here, aching to sing.

Where you are not, sunlight is missing; where you are love dawns.