Chitarra romana [English translation]

Under a starry blanket

Rome appears beautiful to me.

My lonely heart, disillusioned by love

wants to sing in the shadows.

A muted fountain

and a balcony, up there.

Oh roman guitar,

play along with me.

Play on, play on, guitar of mine,

let my heart cry,

without a home and without love

you are the only one left for me.

If the voice is a bit husky

play along with me softly,

my beautiful fornarina1

is no longer on 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 on, play on, guitar of mine,

let my heart cry,

without a home and without love

you are the only one left for me.

If the voice is a bit husky

play along with me softly,

my beautiful fornarina

is no longer on the balcony.

Oh roman guitar,

play along with me.

1. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Fornarina