Colori [English translation]

It is your face that I drew

Leaning on the ground I painted it

I used black for your eyes

And white sand for your skin

When the rain has washed it

And your colors confused

And when the wind has passed

I will be eventually cured

It is your face that I drew

I sat down and waited

I used black for the hair

And red sand for your mouth

The rain will come and wash it away

It will confuse your colors

When the wind has passed

I will be eventually cured