Il cuore è uno zingaro [English translation]

I've a wound deep in my heart

I've suffered, I've suffered.

I said it was nothing, but I lied,

I cried, I cried.

For you, it's too late, now it's night,

don't hold me up, let me down.

She told me, "Don't look me in the eye,"

And left me, singing like this:

        How's it my fault,

      if the heart is a Gipsy and goes?

      It doesn't have chains,

      the heart is a Gipsy and goes...

      Until it finds

      the greenest pasture there is,

      it'll gather the stars to itself

      and it'll stop, perhaps...

      and it'll stop.

I saw her, after a year, the other evening,

she laughed, she laughed.

She hugged me tightly and knew that my heart

beat, beat.

She said "Lets stay together this evening"

How I wanted to say, "Yes!"

But without looking her in the eye,

I left her, singing like this:

        How's it my fault,

      if the heart is a Gipsy and goes?

      It doesn't have chains,

      the heart is a Gipsy and goes...

      Until it finds

      the greenest pasture there is,

      it'll gather the stars to itself

      and it'll stop, perhaps...

      and it'll stop.

La, la, la...

• Artist:Nicola Di Bari
• Album:I giorni dell'arcobaleno (1972)