In the cold sky,
a few stars tremble.
With livid lights,
the city is lit.
Winter evening—
far away from you—
a sad bell
sounds for me.
Ave Maria,
Ave Maria,
I pray
and pray
again.
I know that everyday
a little of your love dies
with the bell
sounding in my heart.
Where are you?
No, do not forget me.
If you want, my love, you can return.
I beg you, I beg you again.
And I beg once again.