Il blues della chitarra sola [English translation]

Fantastic blues comes down

From a lonely guitar

Music that mostly

Always makes her figure

Talking about you that you can no longer

To be the one you were

Everything escapes from you and you can’t breathe

Longer the same thing

Fantastic blues comes down

From a lonely guitar

It’s life that isn’t anymore

The same that were before

Regrets you have none

Everything in a hurry

Early type

A few too fast

For just one life

Fantastic blues comes down

From a lonely guitar

Music that mostly

Leave things as they are

Moment that lasts but is no longer

Already more of the same

Remains suspended in the air known

Whole story

Whole story

Remains suspended in the air known

And a sound remains in the air