Ebbene? ... N'andr?ntana,
Come va l'eco della pia camana,
L?fra la neve bianca;
L?fra le nubi d'or;
L?dov'?a speranza, la speranza
Il rimpianto, il rimpianto, e il dolor!
Two men collide
When two men collide, when two men collide
It's a question of honour
Two men collide
When two men collide, when two men collide
It's a question of honour
Two men collide
When two men collide, when two men collide
If you win or you lose, it's a question of honour
And the way that you choose, it's a question of honour
I can't tell what's wrong or right
If black is white or day is night
But I know when two men collide
It's a question of honour
If you win or you lose, it's a question of honour
And the way that you choose, it's a question of honour
If you win or you lose, it's a question of honour
And the way that you choose, it's a question of honour
I can't tell what's wrong or right
If black is white or day is night
I know when two men collide
It's a question of honour
Ebbene? ... N'andr?ntana,
Come l'eco della pia campana,
L?fra la neve bianca;
L?fra le nubi d'or;
N'andr?'andr?la e lontana!
E fra le nubi d'or!
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