Democrazia [English translation]

Democracy, take me away or I'll be sick

There's an avalanche, a blade of grass and a funeral

There are things said and others only written

There are empty palaces

But this is the price

They change houses, they change things

They change Russet apples to Golden Delicious

Change this life but into something one doesn't know

Change the air around, they change the roses

Even change the country's national anthem

Change the distance between what has been and all that will be

Between illusion and my serenity

Democracy, whatever you call yourself, don't get upset

If he who exports you all over the world is a soldier,

Who confronts fear for some dictatorship,

Has a family who waits for him and takes the blows

Change my sorrow, change my respect

Change the illusion of my cursed dream

Change this life but into something one doesn't know

Change the air around, they change the roses

Even change the country's national anthem

Change the distance between what has been and all that will be

Between illusion and my serenity

And the hope which while hoping disappears

And there's no time to understand why but shoot

If it's easy to shoot anyway

Change my sorrow, change my respect

Change the illusion of my personal dream

Change this life but into something one doesn't know

Change the air around, they change the roses

Just change the country's national anthem

Change the distance between that which has been and that which will be