La partita [English translation]

Mom I am going to the match

Mom Mom I am going I am going to the match

How beautiful is this life

How great is this love.

Oh, Sunday holy Sunday

I am going to the stadium even if it snows

I get up from bed and kiss my flag

I have bitterness in my mouth which returns and returns

on Saturday evening.

I go down to the street and sing the colors

of my curve and my brigade

against the police units and enemies

And for my people who have been arrested

It is my life, it is the passion

Therefore I boycott the television

It is a question of mentality

To be born to be the best because

While everything passes and goes away

This love always remains

Mom I am going to the match

Mom Mom I am going I am going to the match

How beautiful is this life

How great is this love.

The journalists terrorists

narrate of a world of bombs and thugs

The truth always comes as deviated

in order to sell only a stamped card

with a piece of highlands

DASPO warns children and the elderly

But my social history explains it

"Honour the ones who do not bend"

Under the scarf I carry the knife

Only when a brother risks his life

That sometimes gets killed

Becomes a martyr and will be chanted

It is a question of mentality

To be born to be the best because

While everything passes and goes away

This faith always remains...

Mom I am going to the match

Mom Mom I am going I am going to the match

How beautiful is this life

How great is this love.

Mom I am going to the match

Mom Mom I am going I am going to the match

My criminal record is clean

Like our tricolour

Oh, Mom! This evening I leave you alone!

No, Mom! I did not expect a gunshot!

My criminal record is clean

Mom I am going to the match

Mom Mom I am going I am going to the match

This life was beautiful

Like our tricolour

Like our tricolour

Like our tricolour...