La prima goccia bagna il viso [English translation]

The sun rises and gives life

but, inside me,

the sun is high, everything's burning,

inside me.

The earth is dying and my wheat

will not sprout.

For a hundred days, in my field

it hasn't rained.

You, who from up above

are looking at the world that

spins around itself.

You, who can guide

the sun, the sea:

let the rain come down.

You, who can,

you send it.

The first raindrop wets the face,

is life for me.

And it gets muddled up with my crying.

It's life for me.

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You, who from up above

are looking at the world that

spins around itself.

You, who can guide

the sun, the sea:

let the rain come down.

You, who can,

you send it.