Il Richiamo dei Monti [The Call of the Mountains] [English translation]

Against the waves,

with the swords in our hands

Against the sea

up against a wall1

Against the anguish

in the presence of our enemies

Against the rain

that falls upon us

A scream is echoing

A beckon, and then the flight of the cranes

The Call of the Mountains

From our Alps

Here we're at home

Here lays our heart

It's the Call of the Mountains

What's that shiver,

that shakes our hearts?

And that need,

that makes us open our eyes?

What's that sound

that roars in every sky?

And that omen,

expressed by the lyre?

A scream is echoing

A beckon, and then the groan of the cranes

The Call of the Mountains

From our Alps

Here we're at home

Here lays our heart

It's the Call of the Mountains

The voice of the wind, the signs in the sky

The Call of the Mountains

From our Alps

Here we're at home

Here lays our heart

It's the Call of the Mountains

From our Alps

Here we're at home

Here lays our heart

It's the Call of the Mountains

1. Lit. "with our shoulders on the wall"