Cold Evening Wind [Italian translation]

There’s a cold evening wind

coming down from the north

bringing with it cruel words

of hard days ahead

of thieving gray skies

and lost desperate mornings

of days when my voice

will not turn you around.

and I’ve been watching the waves

entranced by the sound

by the gathering green turmoil

by the evil intent

it’s time I take all I know

and run it aground.

there’s a cold evening wind

coming down from the north

bringing with it cruel words

of hard days ahead

of thieving gray skies

and lost desperate mornings

of days when your voice

will not turn me around.

and I need you right now

I need you to bend

into the teeth

of that cold evening wind

I need you to bend

into that cold evening wind.

I need you to bend

into that cold evening wind.