Rondine Al Nido

Under the eaves
Of the ancient tower
A friendly swallow
Has returned at the almond tree's blooming

She returns every year
Always on the same date
Crossing mountains and seas
To return

Fly my love
When she flees, she goes far away
I hope in vain that she won't return
I hope in vain that she won't return

In the sweet
Twilight of the evening
Spring passes by
Swallows chirp in flight

Fever of light and air
And I am sad and alone
You don't cross mountains and seas
To return

My little one
You were my whole life
You fled and won't return
You fled and won't return