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Plats: Düsseldorf, Tyskland
Presenterades av Anke Engelke, Judith Rakers & Stefan Raab
Datum: 2011-05-14
Titel: Sognu
Artist: Amaury Vassili
Musik: Daniel Moyne & Quentin Bachelet
Text: Rafael Jean-Pierre Marcellesi & Julie Miller
Broadcaster: France 3
Startnummer: 11
Placering: 15
Poäng: 82
Sognu di ste labbre
Di sta voce chjara è pura
U ricordu mai spentu in mè
Quella notte cui cun tè
Sognu, mi lamentu
U moi core,ùn hà primura
Di a vita c’aspetta(mè)dumane
Invinuchjatu,guardu u mare!
Spart’u mondu cun tè
Ma tu,ti ne vogli’andà!
Sognu d’una vittoria
Pensu sempre che,luntanu da tè
Sei intornu a mè, sognu di tè
Canteraghju, canteraghju a tè, a canzona(di) “l’O I MÈ”
Piengu è so(gu) male
Pregu u celu fin’a more
Cui dai monti,sto(gu)di frontu a tè
Per svegliammi da stu sognu
Sè tu mori, eu dinò!!!
Dream of her lips, of her soft and pure voice
Of a memory forever embraced, of this night, right by your side!
I deam, but still I complain, my heart indifferent to the like that awaits me tomorrow.
I am knelt down in front of the ocean.
I was ready to share the world with you
But you are no longer here
I dream of winning
Even far way, your soul is near me
Inside my dreams.
I shall sing,
Yes, I shall sing the song to the O I M E
I feel so bad that I cry,
I'll pray heaven till I die.
Maybe on top of a summit, I shall be in front of you
And the nightmare will come to an and.
My beloved, if you die, I'll die with you.