Translation of the song Amore tue artist Maria Luisa Congiu

Est bolende sa conca in sas nues

My head is flying in the clouds,

in mesu de astores e aes

in the middle of hawks and birds,

dae s’artu pro menzus godire

to enjoy better, from above,

sas bellesas chi donat s’amore.

the beauties that love gives.

Lasso a terra chie solet tzarrare

I leave on the ground those who use

contuleddos chi an a sighire

to blather gossips that never end,

ca su bellu ‘e sa vida est s’amore

because the good of life is love,

chi movet terra, chelu cun mare.

which moves earth, sky and sea.

Tue, solu tue

You, only you

non potho ischire, non potho isplicare

I can’t know, I can’t explain

ma tue, amore, tue

But you, my love, you

mi faghes bisare, riere e cantare

You make me daydream, laugh and sing

pro te.

For you.

Cussa est fea e cussa est belledda,

That girl is ugly, that one is pretty,

cussa est betza, cussa est giovanedda,

that one is old, that other is young,

su maridu de cudda at s’amante,

that woman's husband has a lover,

sa muzere de issu est mancante.

his wife is missing.

Tue, solu tue

You, only you

non potho ischire, non potho isplicare

I can’t know, I can’t explain

ma tue, amore, tue

But you, my love, you

mi faghes bisare, riere e cantare

You make me daydream, laugh and sing

pro te.

For you.

Narat su ditzu: “borrios de àinu

The saying goes: “a donkey bray

a chelu non poden pigare”.

can't reach the sky”.1

Pro contuleddos menzus a sa muda

Better to shut up than gossip,

o pro s’amore cantare.

or else to sing for love.

Tue, solu tue

You, only you

non potho ischire, non potho isplicare

I can’t know, I can’t explain

ma tue, amore, tue

But you, my love, you

mi faghes bisare, riere e cantare.

You make me daydream, laugh and sing.

Tue, solu tue

You, only you

non potho ischire, non potho isplicare

I can’t know, I can’t explain

ma tue, amore, tue

But you, my love, you

mi faghes bisare, riere e cantare

You make me daydream, laugh and sing

pro te.

For you.

So bolende in artu in sas nues

I’m flying high in the clouds

in mesu de astores e aes

in the middle of hawks and birds

e lizera nde torro a falare

and I descend again, weightless,

pro cantare dae nou s’amore.

to sing love again.