Ebben? Ne Andrò Lontana

Well? I'll go far away,
Like the echo of the holy bell,
There, among the white snow;
There, among the golden clouds;
Where hope, hope
Is regret, is regret, is pain!

Oh, my mother's joyful home,
Wally will go from you, from you
Far away, and maybe to you,
And maybe to you, she'll never return,
Nor will you see her again!
Never again, never again!

I'll go alone and far away,
Like the echo of the holy bell,
There, among the white snow;
I'll go, I'll go alone and far away!
And among the golden clouds!