Arrivederci Roma [English translation]

I envy you, tourist who come here,

you drink in the forums and the excavations,

then, all of a sudden, you find yourself

the Trevi fountain which is all for yourself.

There is a Roman legend

connected to this old fountain

that, if you throw in a little coin,

you will compel destiny to make you come back.

And, while the coin is kissing the big fountain

your song, after all, is this one here.

Till we see again, Rome,

goodbye, au revoir.

You find yourself for dinner at Squarciarelli,

fettuccine and wine from Castelli,

like the beautiful times that Pinelli immortalized.

Till we see again, Rome,

goodbye, au revoir.

You find yourself enjoying a little carriage ride

and thinking about that “little snail”

who was so beautiful and always said “no” to you.

This evening the old fountain

tells to the usual moon

the close and faraway story

about that little English girl who one day went away.

I, here, right here, I met her

and, here, right here I kissed her.

She, here, with a confused tone

told me: “It’s over, I’m going back up there.”

But before leaving the little English girl

threw the coin and whispered:

“Till we see again, Rome,

goodbye, au revoir.

I want to come back to Margutta Street,

I want to see again the loft

where you held me very tight in your arms.”

“Till we see again, Rome,

I don’t know how to ever forget you.

I’m taking to England your sunsets,

I’m taking to London Trinità dei Monti,

I’m taking in my heart the vows and the “I love you””.

While the little English girl is going away

a little boy approaches,

goes in the fountain, fishes the coin and leaves.