Figli [English translation]

Loving children who wake you up at night

And they do not make you sleep,

Scared children of raped drugs

Who let themselves die,

Children now away as sweating their hands

When they play at the door,

Delighted children always at home pampered

But the tomorrow I discovered.

And then the years are passing,

Among fears and sorrows

And you find yourself already in the twenties.

Fashion kids the advertising is caring for us

Then we all dressed the same

Television offenders that violence

Without myths and ideals

Children of the mighty, righteous and intelligent ones

Which do not sweat

Children of the poor people

With the hope of a better future.

And in the meantime the years are flying

Among dreams and sorrows

And you awake already at thirty

And a born child will be born

Suddenly your life will change

You will help him in his confused path

But you will not be able to change its destiny.

He will grow, he will grow

And then big will fall in love '

He will walk alone in his story

And ask the God just for a little glory.

Children of war houses and asked down on the ground

And a roof made of stars

Russian and American children with power in their hands

We all risk skin

White and black children of two thousand in a row

For a better century

Sons of peace singing in a loud voice

A song with the heart.

And in the meantime the years are flying

Among dreams and sorrows

And you awake already at thirty

And a child will be born, will be born

Suddenly your life will change

You will help him in his confused path

But you will not be able to change its destiny.

He will grow, he will grow

And then big will fall in love '

He will walk alone in his story

And ask the God just for a little glory.

(a child) will be born, will be born

Suddenly your life will change

You will help him in his confused path

But you will not be able to change its destiny.

He will grow, he will grow

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

He will walk alone in his story

And ask the God just for a little glory.

Will be born...