Tu Vuo' Fa L'Americano .......... Matt Damon / Jude Law / Fiorello / The Guy Barker International Quintet

My Funny Valentine .......... Matt Damon / The Guy Barker International Quintet

Lullaby For Cain .......... Sinead O'Connor

Guaglione .......... Marino Marini

Stabat Mater (Excerpt) .......... Clifford Gurdin / The London Metropolitan Ensemble

You Don't Know What Love Is .......... John Martyn / The Guy Barker International Quintet

1. Tu Vuo' Fa L'Americano - Matt Damon/Jude Law/Fiorello/The Guy Barker International Quintet
2. My Funny Valentine - Matt Damon/The Guy Barker International Quintet
3. Italia - Gabriel Yared
4. Lullaby For Cain - Sinead O'Connor
5. Crazy Tom - Gabriel Yared
6. Ko-Ko - Charlie Parker
7. Nature Boy - Miles Davis
8. Mischief - Gabriel Yared
9. Ripley - Gabriel Yared
10. Pent-Up House - Guy Barker/Pete King/Iain Dixon/Robin Aspland/Arne Somogyi/Clark Tracey
11. Guaglione - Marino Marini
12. Moanin' - The Guy Barker International Quintet
13. Proust - Gabriel Yared
14. Four - Guy Barker/Pete King/Iain Dixon/Robin Aspland/Arne Somogyi/Clark Tracey
15. Promise - Gabriel Yared
16. The Champ - Dizzy Gillespie
17. Syncopes - Gabriel Yared
18. Stabat Mater (Excerpt) - Clifford Gurdin/The London Metropolitan Ensemble
19. You Don't Know What Love Is - John Martyn/The Guy Barker International Quintet

Puorte 'e cazune cu nu stemma arreto...
na cuppulella cu 'a visiera aizata...
passa scampanianno pe' Tuleto
comm'a nu guappo, pe' se fa' guarda'...
Tu vuo' fa' ll'americano
mericano, mericano...
sient'a mme chi t' 'o ffa fa'?
tu vuoi vivere alla moda,
ma se bevi "whisky and soda"
po' te siente 'e disturba'...
Tu abball' o' rocchenroll
tu giochi a baisiboll...
ma e solde p' e' Ccamel
chi te li da?
la borsetta di mamma!?

Tu vuo' fa' ll'americano
mericano, mericano...
ma si' nato in Italy!
sient' a mme: nun ce sta niente 'a fa'
ok, napulitan!
tu vuo' fa' ll'american
tu vuo' fa' ll'american!

Come te po' capi' chi te vo' bbene
si tu lle parle miezo americano?
quanno se fa ll'ammore sott' 'a luna
comme te vene 'ncapa 'e di' "I love you"?

Tu vuo' fa' ll'americano
mericano, mericano...(ecc.)

You're my funny valentine,
Sweet comic valentine,
You make me smile with my heart
You're looks are laughable, unphotographable
Yet you're my favourite work of art
Is your figure less than Greek,
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak are you smart
But don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine, stay

Each day is Valentine's Day

From the silence, from the night
Comes a distant lullaby.
Cry, remember that first cry,
Your brother's standing by,
And lot of loved
Beloved sons of mine.
Sing a lullaby.
Mother is close by.
Innocent days
Such innocent eyes
And he stole your brother's life,
Came home murdered, peace of mind.
Left you nightmares on the pillow.
Sleep now

Soul, surrendering your soul,
The heart in you not whole
For love, but love walked on
Cast into the dawn
Branded with the mark.
Oh, shame of Cain.

From a garden of those light
To a wilderness of night.
Sleep now
sleep now

Staje sempe ccá, 'mpuntato ccá,
'mmiez'a 'sta via,
nun mange cchiù nun duorme cchiù
che pecundría!
Gué piccerí' che vùne a dí
'sta gelusia?
Tu vuó' suffrí,
tu vuó' murí,
chi t''o ffá fá...

Curre 'mbraccio addu mammá,
nun fá 'o scemo piccerí'...
dille tutt''a veritá
ca mammá te pá capí...

E passe e spasse sott'a stu barcone,
ma tu si' guaglione...
Tu nun canusce 'e ffemmene,
si' ancora accussí giovane!
Tu si' guaglione!...
Che t'hê miso 'ncapa?
va' a ghiucá 'o pallone...
Che vánno dí sti llacreme?...
Vatté', nun mme fá ridere!

Curre 'mbraccio addu mammá,
nun fá 'o scemo piccerí'...
Dille tutta 'a veritá
ca mammá te pá capí...!

Nun 'e ppittá, nun 'allisciá
sti mustacciélle...
Nun cerca a te, nun só' pe' te
chill'uocchie belle...
Nun 'a penzá, va' a pazziá
cu 'e guagliunciélle...
Nun t'avvelí,
c'ù tiempo oje ni',
pe' te 'nguajá!

Chi desidere 'e vasá,
scordatélla, piccerí',
ca si 'o ddiceno a papá,
chisá comme va a ferní...

E passe e spasse sott'a stu barcone,

Staje sempe ccá, 'mpuntato ccá,
'mmiez'a 'sta via...
Nun mange cchiù, nun duorme cchiù...
chi t''o ffá fá!..

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(Don Raye/Gene De Paul)

You don't know what love is
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues
Until you've loved the love you've had to lose
You don't know what love is
You don't know how lips hurt
Until you've kissed and had to pay the cost
Until you've flipped your heart and you have lost
You don't know what love is

Do you know how a lost heart feels
The thought of reminiscing
And how lips lips that taste of tears
They lose their taste for kissing
You don't know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don't know what love is

Do you know how a lost heart feels
The thought of reminiscing
And how lips lips that taste of tears
They lose their taste for kissing
You don't know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don't know what love is