Lyrics and translation Giuni Russo - Venere ciprea

Venere ciprea

Dell'Olimpo le porte ti aprirò
E alla corte di Venere sarai
Con seta e veli ti dovrai coprire
Profumerai di mandorle orientali

Sfiorerai perle e rubini che
Saranno fiori nelle tue mani
E suonerai arpe dorate
Con quelle note m'incanterai

High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky

Danzerai, danzerai, danzerai (danzerai)
E le coppe di Bacco vuoterai (vuoterai)
Sognerai e sognerai e le stelle dal cielo ruberai

Danzerai, danzerai, danzerai (danzerai)
E le coppe di Bacco vuoterai (vuoterai)
Sognerai e sognerai e le stelle dal cielo ruberai

High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky

Di Mercurio i messaggi porterai
E la lancia di Marte troverai
Dei giganti ti dovrai fidare
Da Circe arcigna ti dovrai guardare

E la danza dei sette veli sopra le onde inventerai
E la danza dei sette veli sopra le onde inventerai

High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky

Danzerai, danzerai, danzerai (danzerai)
E le coppe di Bacco vuoterai (vuoterai)
Sognerai e sognerai e le stelle dal cielo ruberai

Danzerai, danzerai, danzerai (danzerai)
E le coppe di Bacco vuoterai (vuoterai)
Sognerai e sognerai e le stelle dal cielo ruberai
E alla corte di Venere Ciprea tornerai

High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky
High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky

Venus of Cyprus

I'll open the gates of Olympus for you,
And you'll be at the court of Venus.
You'll be covered in silk and veils,
And scented with Oriental almonds.

You'll touch pearls and rubies,
Which will be flowers in your hands.
And you'll play golden harps,
Your notes will enchant me.

High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky

You'll dance, you'll dance, you'll dance
And you'll empty the cups of Bacchus
You'll dream and dream, and steal the stars from the sky

You'll dance, you'll dance, you'll dance
And you'll empty the cups of Bacchus
You'll dream and dream, and steal the stars from the sky

High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky

You'll carry the messages of Mercury,
And you'll find the spear of Mars.
You'll have to trust the giants,
And you'll have to beware of the devious Circe.

And you'll invent the dance of the seven veils on the waves.
And you'll invent the dance of the seven veils on the waves.

High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky

You'll dance, you'll dance, you'll dance
And you'll empty the cups of Bacchus
You'll dream and dream, and steal the stars from the sky

You'll dance, you'll dance, you'll dance
And you'll empty the cups of Bacchus
You'll dream and dream, and steal the stars from the sky
And you'll return to the court of Venus Cypris.

High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky
High in the sky, high in the sky, high high in the sky