Adios Nonino

From a scintillating star

He will signal me to come

By a light of eternity

When he calls me I will go

To ask him for that child

That I lost with his death

That with nonino he went

When he tells me come here

I'll be reborn... Because

I am...! The root of the country

That modeled with its clay,

I am...! Blood and skin,

Of that italian who gave me his seed...

Good-bye nonino...how long the road

Will be without you

Pain, sadness, the table and the bread...!

And my good-bye...ay...! My good-bye,

To your love, your tobacco, your wine.

Who, without pity, took half of me,

When taking you nonino....?

Perhaps one day, I also looking back...

Will say as you, good-bye... No more bets...!

And today my old nonino is a part of nature

He is the light, the wind, and the river

This torrent within me replaces him

Extending in me his challenge

I perpetuate myself in his blood, I know

And anticipate in my voice, his own echo

This voice that once sounded hollow to me

When I said good-bye... Good-bye nonino

I am...! The root of the country

That modeled with its clay

I am...! Blood and skin

Of that italian who gave me his seed

Good-bye nonino... You left your sun in my destiny

Your fearless ardor, your creed of love

And that eagerness...ah..! Your eagerness

For seeding the road with hope.

I am your honeycomb and this drop of sunlight

That today cries for you nonino

Perhaps the day when my string is cut

I will see you and I will know there is no end