Le temps qu'il fera [English translation]

When we are at the end of a long voyage

and when the old moon is finishing too,

is finishing too

When we are at last at the end of a long voyage,

the moon of the next days caressing our faces,

carressing our faces.

In the valley of Prezzuna and up from Niolo

and up from Niolo

On that which doesn't die,

that which is not extinguished,

that which is left to us

And when our voice has implored

that only a path beneath our footsteps will suffice for us

tell me what will happen,

and the weather, the weather there will be

and the weather, the weather there will be

And after our loves have tried so much

after we have searched and learned to give so much

Tell what happy hour will come for us

Tell what more beautiful peace we'll be able to ring out

we'll be able to ring out

For the love that comes,

For the love that goes away,

For what will be.

For the love that passes by,

for the love that goes,

for what will be.

when we've reached the end of what can be done,

when we are at the end of what doesn't die,

tell me what will happen

and the weather, the weather there will be

and the weather, the weather there will be...

• Artist:I Muvrini