Burning My Bridges [Italian translation]

And you hoot and you holler and you make me mad,

and I’ve always been under your heel.

Holy Christ‚ what a lousy deal!

I’m sick and tired of your tedious ways,

and I ain’t gonna take it no more.

Oh no, no‚ walkin’ out that door.

Burning my bridges, cutting my ties.

Once again I wanna look into the eyes,

being myself, having my pride.

No one – mind, baby – is gonna take me for a ride.

Burning my bridges, moving at last.

Girl, I’m leaving and I’m burying the past.

Wanna have peace now, I can be free.

No one here will make a sucker out of me.

• Artist:ABBA
• Album:Thank You for the Music (box set, 1994)