Nel blu dipinto di blu [Volare] [English translation]

Never a good dream like this one

will come back anew

fully I painted my face

and my hands both in blue

all of a sudden the wind came

and snatched me away

and I then started to fly

in an infinite blue sky of gay

I’m winging, oh oh

I’m singing, oh oh oh oh

In blue and painted all blue

and happy of being there too

I was flying, was flying

so happy as high as the sun is

and much higher away

while the whole world

kept on bit by bit fading

at distance yon lay

and a music so sweet kept on sounding

just only for me

I’m winging, oh oh

I’m singing, oh oh oh oh

In blue and painted all blue

and happy of being there too

But all the night dreaming

the morning blows over erelong

cause when it’s setting

the moon always ports it along

But I continue to dream on

your beautiful eyes all day

that are as blue as the sky

full of stars all the way

I’m winging, oh oh

I’m singing, oh oh oh oh

In blue and painted all blue

and happy of being there too

And I keep on still flying so happy

as high as the sun is

and much higher away

while the whole world

is discolouring in

your blue eyes to grey

your voice is music that’s

sweetly keeps sounding for me

I’m winging, oh oh

I’m singing, oh oh oh oh

In blue, your eyes' deepest blue

and happy of being here too