In the middle of vanity's black plagues
Of a land that is getting dark
With the sun that made people afraid
Eating the future
Rino lighted up his twenties
And a path to starve
Using tales in the valleys
Of the bandit partisan
Then it came the time of people who don't know anymore
On oblivion's shoulders
Of the circus of the history
Drowned and stressed
Mother earth dries the eyes
Of people who spread, far away,
The future in the tolling
Of a partisan past
On the edge of the oblivion
That charmes the sleep from distance
I sing the time of the buzz
In an old partisian's heart
Barefoot age to deny
Mendicant of the future
In the denied age of a betrayed ground
Lighting up again the glory of the memory
With the tarantella of the last bandit
I sing the tarantella of the last bandit
Mother earth dries the eyes
Of people who spread, far away,
The future in the tolling
Of a partisan past
On the edge of the oblivion
That charmes the sleep from distance
I sing the time of the buzz
In an old partisian's heart
Barefoot age to deny
Mendicant of the future
In the denied age of a betrayed ground
Lighting up again the glory of the memory
With the tarantella of the last bandit