More songs by Noemi
Description
A warm, salty song, like an evening on the coast when the sun has already set, but the air still hums with August. There's chatter all around, the smell of fried calamari, and someone is singing an old melody that tugs at your heartstrings. Between the lines, there's both repentance and love, and that very feeling when even the sea is ready to forgive. It's funny and touching how a grown son, trying to look serious, still asks his mom to dance. A voice raspy from the wind and a touch of bitterness, but beneath it pure gratitude. The music lulls you to sleep like a wave returning to the shore, knowing it will be awaited. The video contains trademarks and products intended for commercial purposes. Special thanks to Espolòn Tequila. Drink responsibly. Director: Fabrizio Conte Executive Producer: Matteo Stefani Line Producer and Assistant Director: Alessandro Guida Cinematographer: Angelo Stramaglia Producer: Monica Conte Producer: Arianna Pera Assistant Director: Yuri Leonardo Falco Assistant Producer: Chiara Ferrari Assistant Producer: Ambra Saraceno Initiator: Lorenzo Lecchi Intern: Salvatore Giuffrè Steadycam Operator: Stefano Camaioni 1st AC: Jacopo Menegin 2nd AC: Marco Ranieri Data Manager: Sara Toffanello Master: Gianfranco Mavillonio Rocco Hunt Stylist: Anna Pastore Rocco Hunt Assistant Stylist: Samuele Maria Rocco Hunt MAU: Valeria Cipolla Noemi Stylist: Ludovica Toscano, Cristiano Bargi Noemi Style Assistant: Alice Grilli Noemi MAU: Camilla Guadagnoli Noemi Hair Stylist: Elisa Zamparelli Noemi Double: Rachel Pucci Starring: Alessandro Guida Performers: Abdel Hamid, Randolph Chacon Paz, Simona Lanzillotti, Ugo Marlon Milian Rosas, Lazaro Castro Landa, Armenteros Miares Choreographer: Alessandra Valenti. Choreographer's Assistant: Erika Bonelli
Lyrics and translation
Original
-What you say? -Oh mama, oh mama. Oh mama, oh mama.
Lo so, lo so, lo so, lo so.
Sono scappato via di casa in mezzo ai figli della strada.
Però, però, però, però non ti ho mai dimenticata. Ti rivedo lì affacciata.
Che mi chiami a tutte le ore. Suona Pino con Scarafone.
Mi do un bacio dalla terrazza come se passa la processione.
Vola una tovaglia bianca e tu sei la sola e santa ca m' 'a pò perdunà. Oi ma, oi ma.
Ma dimmi ma ti porta a ballare ma il cuore fa male ma stasera il mare non lo sa, ce fa pazzià.
Oh ma, oh ma , na, na, na, na, na, na.
Madre mia, proteggi la mia via. L'ho vista giù al porto a Santa Maria.
Sembrava una dea, ma non lo sapeva.
Lungomare, malinconia. Non parlano, agli occhi fanno la spia. E tu lo sai già.
Oh mama, oh mama.
Che sei stata il mio primo amore. Io so' sempre il tuo Scarafone.
Mi do un bacio dalla terrazza come se passa la processione.
Volo una tovaglia bianca e tu sei la sola e santa ca m' 'a pò perdunà. Oi ma, oi ma.
Ma dimmi ma ti porta a ballare ma il cuore fa male ma stasera il mare non lo sa, ce fa pazzià.
Oh ma, oh ma , na, na, na, na, na, na.
Vedo un bambino pescare al porto di Santa Maria.
Torna una piccola nave, c'è -un'altra che va via.
-Vola una tovaglia bianca e tu sei la sola e santa ca m' 'a pò perdunà. Oi ma, oi ma.
Ma dimmi ma ti porta a ballare ma il cuore fa male ma stasera il mare non lo sa, ce fa pazzià.
Oh ma, oh ma , na, na, na, na, na, na.
What you say?
English translation
-What do you say? -Oh mama, oh mama. Oh mama, oh mama.
I know, I know, I know, I know.
I ran away from home among the children of the streets.
But, but, but, but I have never forgotten you. I see you there looking out again.
Call me at all hours. Play Pino with Scarafone.
I give myself a kiss from the terrace as the procession passes by.
A white tablecloth flies and you are the only and holy one who can forgive me. Oh but, oh but.
But tell me but he takes you to dance but your heart hurts but tonight the sea doesn't know it, it makes us crazy.
Oh but, oh but, na, na, na, na, na, na.
My mother, protect my way. I saw her down at the port in Santa Maria.
She looked like a goddess, but she didn't know it.
Seafront, melancholy. They don't speak, their eyes tell the story. And you already know it.
Oh mama, oh mama.
That you were my first love. I always know your Scarafone.
I give myself a kiss from the terrace as the procession passes by.
I fly a white tablecloth and you are the only and holy one who can forgive me. Oh but, oh but.
But tell me but he takes you to dance but your heart hurts but tonight the sea doesn't know it, it makes us crazy.
Oh but, oh but, na, na, na, na, na, na.
I see a child fishing at the port of Santa Maria.
A small ship returns, there is -another one leaving.
- A white tablecloth flies and you are the only and holy one who can forgive me. Oh but, oh but.
But tell me but he takes you to dance but your heart hurts but tonight the sea doesn't know it, it makes us crazy.
Oh but, oh but, na, na, na, na, na, na.
What do you say?