…e dirsi ciao [English translation]

If the sun, from up there

suddenly turns the blue

into dark and goes away...

And if the blue sea doesn't have any more rhythm

and, wave after wave, steals

the beach of my happiness...

And then,

if the wind that used to sing with us,

blows these notes off-key,

it'll mean separating and saying goodbye...

But if the dawn comes up and then

reveals us

the coming day...

And if a lost swallow will have the sun,

the strength of its community

to continue the journey to the south...

And then,

if the fire of the path shines

forever, with love and without age,

it'll mean finding each other again and saying hello...