A fishmonger is looking at the sky

A shepherd is sheltering his herd

A dancer stops his dance

People’s running out of the door

The men on the fishing-boats

Are silently waiting a wild deep voice

Look at the birds! A crazy flight

They run quickly away from the sky

I was sleeping in my hammock

Having a sweet rest

I was sleeping in my hammock

Without a care

I was sleeping in my hammock

I heard near me a gasp

I was sleeping in my hammock

Fearing she said

What a violent typhoon in the sky of Sicilia

What a violent typhoon in the sky of Sicilia

Palms bowing ‘till the ground

Haughty waves meeting the sky

The sphere of Nature burst

Fragments of water fragments of fire

It seams a wild horse

This sudden typhoon breaks my hut

My lazy holiday!

I feel it’s time of a little move

I was sleeping in my hammock

Having a sweet rest

I was sleeping in my hammock

Without a care

I was sleeping in my hammock

I heard near me a gasp

I was sleeping in my hammock

Fearing she said

What a violent typhoon in the sky of Sicilia

What a violent typhoon in the sky of Sicilia

Palmi chinati in terra

Onde arroganti che acchianano supra

Pruvulazzo ianco e raffiche

Rose di chiumbo

What a violent typhoon in the sky of Sicilia

What a violent typhoon in the sky of Sicilia

la canzone

the song