Giunto Sul Passo Estremo

Arrived at the extreme step
Of the most extreme age
In a supreme dream
So beautiful the soul already
In a supreme dream, etc
King of a peaceful world
Of an infinite land
To a fertile people
I want to give life
Under a wise law
I want them to rise to a thousand
To a thousand people and flocks
And houses and fields and villas

Ah! I want
That this dream
Be the holy poetry
And the ultimate need
Of my existence
I want this dream
To be the holy poetry
Of existence!