Notte di Natale [English translation]

It is so late and here at my place

she will no longer call.

This Christmas should be thrown away,

she will no longer come.

Looking at the telephone, I’m thinking of her.

My eyes are steamed up windows.

So much snow is falling down

and who will stop it now?

The candle is still burning

but will soon be wasted.

Lord, you’re coming to birth and me I’m dying,

what would you do in my shoes?

Now that I have lost her, too

I have kicked away all of my dreams.

Lord, but what kind of a Christmas is this?

Merry bells ringing for me too,

for me too, for me too, for me too…

If you can hear me, tell me why

you don’t let come back the ones who are no longer there.

So much snow is falling down,

it will weep with me…

• Artist:Claudio Baglioni
• Album:Claudio Baglioni - RCA Italiana PSL (1970)