Soy Un Italiano

Even if I'm far away and even as time goes by
I never forget for a single moment
That beautiful country where I was born
And that is always in my thoughts.

I'm from that Italy that loves artists
So picturesque and colorful
With its poetry, its love, its songs,
And those girls who awaken dreams.

When I wake up and say 'good morning'
I miss my Italy
Buongiorno yes,
I am like this thanks to you.

I want to sing loudly with the guitar in hand
I want to sing loudly that I am an Italian
I want to sing loudly, let the whole world hear
I am an Italian, a sincere Italian.

When the night leaves me in silence,
Inside me I hear like a lament
Loves that I met in Italy,
And that passed like gusts of wind.

And even though joy returns in the end,
Sometimes I feel melancholy,
Remembering the beautiful Italian
That I loved so, so much.

When I wake up and say 'good morning'
Always thinking of my Italy
Buongiorno yes,
I am like this thanks to you.

I want to sing loudly with the guitar in hand
I want to sing loudly that I am an Italian
I want to sing loudly, let the whole world hear
I am an Italian, a sincere Italian.

I want to sing loudly with the guitar in hand
I want to sing loudly that I am an Italian
I want to sing loudly, let the whole world hear
I am an Italian, a sincere Italian.