Donizetti: Il barcaiolo - Luciano Pavarotti, Philharmonia Orchestra, Piero Gamba

Voga, voga, il vento tace

Pura è l’onda, il ciel sereno

Solo un alito di pace

Par che allegri e cielo e mar:

Voga, voga, o marinar

Or che tutto a noi sorride

In sí tenero momento

All’ebrezza del contento

Voglio l’alma abbandonar

Voga, voga, o marinar

Chè se infiera la tempesta

Ambedue ne tragge a morte

Sarà lieta la mia sorte

Al tuo fianco vuò spirar

Voga, voga, o marinar

Row, row, the wind is silent

Pure is the wave, the clear sky

Just a breath of peace

It seems cheerful and sky and sea:

Rowing, rowing, or marinar

Now that everything smiles at us

In such a tender moment

To the thrill of contentment

I want the alma to abandon

Rowing, rowing, or marinar

What if the storm rages

He takes both of them to death

My fate will be happy

At your side it wants to expire

Rowing, rowing, or marinar