L'italiano [English translation]

Let me sing

With a guitar in the hand

Let me sing

I am an Italian.

Hello, Italy, the spaghetti "al dente"

And a partisan as a president

With the car radio always from the right hand

And a canary on the window.

Hello, Italy, with your artists,

With too many America on the manifestos,

With the songs, with love,

With the heart

With women who become less nuns.

Hello, Italy,

Hello, Maria,

With the eyes full of sadness

Hello, God,

You know that I am also here.

Let me sing

One song slowly slowly

Let me sing

Because I am proud that

I am an Italian,

A real Italian.

Hello, Italy which is never scared.

And with a menthol cream,

With striped suits on the blu

And with repeats on Saturdays on TV.

Hello, Italy, with a strong coffee

New socks in the first drawer

With the flag at a dry-cledry-cleaner's

And with the 600 in a repair service.

Hello, Italy,

Hello, Maria,

With the eyes full of sadness

Hello, God,

You know that I am also here.

Let me sing

One song slowly slowly,

Let me sing

Because I am proud that

I am an Italian,

A real Italian.

Let me sing

One song slowly slowly,

Let me sing

Because I am proud that

I am an Italian,

A real Italian.