À l’italienne traducción al Inglés

Sing us a song, artist
A man's song, a sad song
With an Italian voice
A broken, almost inhuman voice
Which would spring from the depths
Who sets our souls and hearts ablaze

We will have known only one winter
Farewell my sky, farewell my earth
Everyone can go wherever they want
We will have burned the last hour
Goodbye my body, goodbye my heart
Hello to the days that sound hollow
We have no remorse to fear.
Farewell my life, farewell my death
The end of the world is in your eyes

The artist is pretty
But it's a little sad
For a love song
Tell us the tender words
That a woman wants to hear
In certain places, at certain times

What's the point of talking about our victories?
Of our paltry promises
Let everyone go where they want
What's the point of bringing out the old smiles?
Worn-out words that lie
The end of the world is in our eyes
We will have known only one winter
Farewell my sky, farewell my earth