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Oh Sweet Were The Hours (O Dolci Furono Le Ore) - Lyrics by Battiato Franco

Oh sweet were the hours, when in mirth's frolic throng
I led up the revds with dance and with song;
When brisk from the fountain, and bright as the day,my spirits o'erflow'd, and ran sparkling away!
Wine! Come bring me wine to cheer me,
Friend of my heart! Come pledge me high!
Wine! Till the dreams of youth again are near me,
Why must they leave me, tell me, why?
Retourn, ye sweet hours! Once again let me see
Your airly light forms of enchantment and glee
Come, give an old friend, while he crowns his gay glass,A nod as you part and a smile as you pass.
Wine! Come bring me wine...I cannot forget you, I would not resign
There's health in my pulse, and a spdl in my wines
And sunshine in autumn, tho' passing too soon
Is sweeter and dearer than sunshine in June.
Wine! Come bring me wine...O dolci furono le ore quando di scherzosaallegria riondanti
Io aprii i festeggiamenti con balli e con canti;
Quando fresca dalla fonte e chiara come il giorno
La mia gioia trabocc
ò e fugg
ì tutt'intorno .
Vino! Vieni e porta il vino che mi rallegri,
Amico del cuore! Vieni e brinda a me!
Vino! Finch
è i sogni di giovent
ù di nuovo sono vicini,
è devono lasciarmi, dimmi, perch
Tornate ore dolci! Lasciate che io riveda una volta soltanto,
Le vostre lievi aree forme di gioia e di incanto;
Venite, concedete a un vecchio amico chel'allegro bicchiere va ricolmando
Un saluto quando ve ne andate e sorrisoquando vi state allontanando.
Vino! Vieni e porta il vino...
Non so dimenticarvi, la speranza resta mia:
Ho salute nel sangue e nel vino magia;E seppur passi troppo in fretta, il sole d'autunno
E pi
ù dolce e prezioso del sole di giugno.
Vino! Vieni e porta il vino...