Lyr Req: Song in Sicilian (lullaby?)

Subject: Lyr Req: Song in Sicilian (lullaby?)
From: GUEST,Régine
Date: 02 Nov 06 - 07:00 PM

Can some-one help me with the translation of these Sicilian song (in English and in Italian). I think it is a lullaby. The music is very sweet.

Grazie!

Annuzza bedda
Testo e musica di Carlo Muratori

Criri criri Annuzza bedda,
ca lu munnu è 'na vanedda,
d'unni si affacciata tu :
zoccu passa 'n torna chiù

Si tu ridi 'n suli russu
ti cumpari 'ntra lu mussu.
Quannu chianci, amuri miu,
'n celu chianci macari Diu

E stasira l'aria è fina,
c'è la brizza da marina;
puru la luna 'n celu chianò...
Dormi figghia e fa' la vò.

Dormi dormi Annuzza bedda
ca lu munnu è'na cruvedda.
C'è lu marciu e c'è la virtù :
Quannu crisci cci si puru tu.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Song in Sicilian (lullaby?)
From: GUEST
Date: 02 Nov 06 - 09:58 PM

The song is called Annuzza Bedda, and was written and performed by Carlo Muratori--it is on his album, Afrodite, which was recorded and released about 1986-87. I don't have an English translation of the lyrics, but you could email [e-mail] and ask them about it--

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Song in Sicilian (lullaby?)
From: GUEST
Date: 02 Nov 06 - 10:00 PM

Almost forgot--check it out here:Album Info with MP3 download

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Song in Sicilian (lullaby?)
From: Peace
Date: 02 Nov 06 - 10:39 PM

[e-mail]

You might also try an e-mail to the above addy.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Song in Sicilian (lullaby?)
From: GUEST,SugnuSicilianu
Date: 11 Mar 07 - 10:07 PM

"Annuzza Bedda" means "Beautiful (bedda) little Anna (Annuzza).

The first two words are Cridi, cridi, not Criri criri.

Believe, believe, beautiful little Anna,
that the world is a window,
from whichever way you face it:
whatever passes never returns again.

If you laugh in the red sun
it reflects in your mouth.
When you cry, my love,
in heaven, even God cries.

And tonight the air is fine
there's a breeze from the sea
and the moon has climbed in heaven . . .
Sleep, daughter and take flight.

Sleep, sleep, beautiful little Anna
for the world is a cruel one.
There's evil there, and there's virtue:
When you grow up, you'll be there, too.

Ange Coniglio
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