Pagherai [English translation]

You will pay, you will suffer,

for all the harm you do to me.

Too many tears have I wasted

for a kiss that you gave me—

hence you will never see me again.

But you will pay—

it is settled that you will pay.

You torch this young love,

saying that you no longer love me.

But inside you will keep something

that will still speak to you about me.

You will pay, you know it,

for all the harm you do to me.

When the sun of a hot day

will die in the gray of winter

and you will seek a bit of love—

you will not find it.

It is settled that you will pay.