God in heaven, if I were a dove
I would like to fly up there where my love is,
Who, kneeled at San Giusto1
Prays with a melancholy soul:
Let my love return,
Return soon
Fly, white dove, fly
Tell him that I'll be back
Tell her that she'll no longer be alone
and that I'll never leave her again
We were happy united, and they divided us
The sun, sky, and sea smiled on us
We had left the shipyard
Happy with our work
And the bell, ding dong
Was our chorus
Fly, white dove, fly
Tell him that I'll be back
Every night, I fall asleep sad
And in my dreams I cry and invoke you
Even my father2 dreams of you
He thinks of the pains suffered,
Cries and hides his face among the covers
Fly, white dove, fly
Tell her that I'll be back
Tell her that I'll be back
1. The principal and largest cathedral of Trieste2. "Il mio vecio" comes from the Triestini dialect