Дольче Вита [Dol'che Vita] [English translation]

Someone spilled sun all over the city,

Don’t know why but it’s so dear to me.

There is something in the air

That doesn’t let you remember anything bad.

And a sun beam spells on my cheek

“I love you”.

Just to thrust hands into my pockets,

And listen to the fountains in the piazzas,

To suddenly lose the sky

In the stranger’s eyes, again and again,

And to the fullest drink up on your dreams, from sunset to sunrise.

Dolce vita, it’s not forgotten,

The first love,

The first words,

The head was spinning.

Dolce vita, dolce vita

I am recalling once again

Those seven happy days,

When I found love.

I will whisper: Viva la vita.

Sun is spilled into my heart.

Don’t let me down smiling,

I’m coming back in seven days

And will see only three words:

I love you.

Dolce vita, it’s not forgotten,

The first love,

The first words,

The head was spinning.

Dolce vita, dolce vita

I am recalling once again

Those seven happy days,

When I found love.