Stelle di dicembre [English translation]

What will poor people say tonight?

A soldier who is not listening,

thinks of home

and of a train while leaving

thinks of her

crying loud.

What will my people do tonight?

A lot of cold and a slow fire

blows strong

Baby, don't let it die

but you would like to leave, too

with a rocket in your hart

What a sun, ah

I'm so lucky to look at these stars

in a december sky

it is so cold

but it doesn't matter.

But what emotion: it snows on my heart

like a dog sitting for hours

I'll remain alone to listen.

A lot of people will sleep tonight

in huts, how many sons

close to their hart

willing to go skiing

with their mouth making heat

they laugh and the future outside

waiting doesn't hurt them.

And you too, my love, in your bed

you don't wait for you man no more:

you decided to go

I forgive you.

A star

already fell in a courtyard

or on a child's face

Oh, star warm his home up.

It's a home without colours and nothing more

it's a house of poor people

it's a house of poor people, ah.

• Artist:Ron
• Album:Al centro della musica