Caruso
Russell Watson
Caruso
Here where the sea sparkles,
and the wind blows strong
on an old terrace
facing the Gulf of Sorrento
a man embraces a girl
after he had cried
then he clears his throat,
and starts singing again.
I love you so much
but you know I love you a lot
and it’s a chain now
that runs through my veins, you know...
He saw the lights in the middle of the sea,
thinking of the nights back in America
but they were just the fishing boats
and the white trail of a propeller
he felt the pain in the music,
and he got up from the piano
but when he saw the moon
come out from a cloud,
it seemed even death was sweeter
i looked into the girl’s eyes,
those green eyes like the sea
then suddenly a tear came out
and he thought he was drowning.
I love you so much, etc.
Then he thought of the lyrics,
and the big stage
that with a bit of makeup and acting
you can become someone else
but two eyes looking at you,
so close and real
make you forget the words,
or deep down your thoughts
so everything becomes small,
even the nights back in America
you turn around and see your life,
like the trail of a propeller
but yes, it’s life that ends,
but he didn’t think about it much
on the contrary, he already felt happy,
and he started his song again.
I love you so much, etc.