Dolce Luna [English translation]

He walks like an old sailor

He hasn'nt a place to go anymore

The ground under his feet doesn't wait for him

A strange way to dance

His wife has another man

and another woman, he's really a man to throw away

and only a little of sea's dust

remained in the pockets

and he can't testify.

He moves on the rocks like a winter lion

and he can talk for hours

about his fourth world war

He keeps his dinner

in a newspaper's sheet

his girlfriend "long-legged bait"

makes love quite well

and he can't testify.

He saw the Indian sailor

standing up and staggering

with a knfie in his back

between the foam and the polar star

and the Shangai's helmsman

came back to pilot

and he saw him with the ring on the finger

and another ring to steal

but he can't testify.

From the darkness of tango nights "Balla Linda"

to the paralysis of a port,

the clear stars' light

like an upside down shelter

His whale "Sweet Moon"

who is waiting for him on the high seas

Has said so many times

"Love, with whom do you want to forget me?"

and he can't testify

and he can't testify.

And you come tell me

"I want a son on which I can regulate myself"

with two eyes whatever

and the third eye unmistakable and special

and that you don't care

if he will not be able to swim

the important thing is that he has on the right cheek

my desire for the sea

and again you tell me that my name

I really have to give it to him

but I don't know how to testify

I don't know how to testify.

• Artist:Fabrizio De André
• Album:Volume VIII (1975)