Chitarra vagabonda [English translation]

A guitar is playing in the night,

singing thing which is calling love, love.

The opening door near the balcony,

A heart is going to die for a woman.

And I hear the echo of my words

coming at the ears of my great love

and whispering "wake up, my dear

A heart is going to die for a woman."

I hug her strongly like for an apology.

I go to my guitar, and I do apology.

And even looks don't mean something,

I say that I'm just a vagrant.

The heart doesn't hold me, either my guitar.

No one loves me, you're the only one in the world.

And I hear the echo of my words

coming at the ears of my great love

and whispering "wake up, my dear

A heart is going to die for a woman."

I hug her strongly like for an apology.

I go to my guitar, and I do apology.

~~~

And I hear the echo of my words

coming at the ears of my great love

and whispering "wake up, my dear

A heart is going to die for a woman."

I hug her strongly like for an apology.

I go to my guitar, and I do apology.