Mascagni [English translation]

It is the problem with certain cities’ short memory

with the heaven reflected to the sea

and the wind which sweeps the story out

And you so forgotten like a man that was,

without glory and without memory

but your song is still in the air

The boats, the sails, the waves,

the ships of this city

now sing all together

your melody to the world.

And high in the sky the music that you gave us

and no one can cancel

and never forget ... forthwith...

Run to the sea

heed the singing

such a sweet music that will never die.

And still your force is the sea

free unchained

This secret that you kept inside,

a woman, a love,

that many letters written for her

not to die.

One voice, two huge eyes

hidden inside the heart,

under a clear Toscane sky,

I always want to remeber of you.

Stories, passions and sorrows

Mascagni live inside us.

The moon disappears behind the clouds

and a man sings on the stem,

in his eyes is the equator,

the big dream of sailors

and the rocks already gone,

risen are the sails of life ... and forthwith...

Run to the sea

heed the singing

such a sweet music that will never die.

And still your force is the sea

free unchained

Your force is the sea

free unchained