Chitarra romana [English translation]

Under a mantle of stars

Beautiful Rome appears to me.

Lonely is my heart, disillusioned with love

wants to sing in the shadows.

A silent fountain

and a balcony upstairs.

Oh my Roman guitar,

do accompany me.

Play, oh play, my guitar,

let my dear heart cry,

homeless and without love

only you now remain.

If the voice is a little veiled

accompany me quietly,

my beautiful fornarina

there is no more to the balcony.

Purple shadows are creeping

and the fountain is weeping,

hear the trees gently sigh

while the wind's murmured by

as they ride from afar.

All my memories awaken

'neath each bright watching star.

Play for one who's forsaken,

oh my Roman guitar.

Play, oh play, my guitar,

let my dear heart cry,

homeless and without love

only you now remain.

If the voice is a little veiled

accompany me quietly,

my beautiful fornarina

there is no more to the balcony.

Oh my Roman guitar,

do accompany me!