Balla, balla ballerino [English translation]

Dance dance dancer

All the night until the morning

Don't stop

Dance on a board between two mountains

And if you dance on the waves of the sea

I will come to watch you

Grab the sky with your hands

Fly higher than the airplanes

Don't stop

The years are few, perhaps there are only days left

And all of them are ending in a hurry and in a row

Not even one of them will return

Dance, don't be afraid

Although the night is cold and dark

Don't think about the gun

That is pointed at you

Dance to the light of a thousand cigarettes and one moon

That floodlight you

Dance the mystery

Of this world that burns in a hurry

That which was true yesterday

Trust me, it will not be true tomorrow

Stop with those hands of yours

The train from Palermo to Francoforte

For my sentiment

There is a boy at the window

The green eyes that seem like glass

Run and stop that train

Make it come back

Dance also to all the violent

Fast at hands and with the knives

Damn

If they understood seeing you dancing

That they have always been dead

Even though they can breath

Fly and dance on the sick heart

Deceived, defeated, then abandoned

Without love

Of the man who confuses the moon with the sun

With no knives in his hands

But in his poor heart

Now come, you blessed angel

Try to put your feet on his chest

And dance to the rhythm of the engine

Until you get tired

And dance to the great words of a song

A song of love

Here's the mystery

Under the sky of iron and gypsum

A man is still capable of loving

And he really loves

Without any certainty

What an emotion, what a tenderness