Peraulas a su ’entu furadas
Words, stolen from the wind,
chi no timen.
that don’t fear.
Peraulas de sa gherra e de sa paghe
Words of war and of peace
chircande a tie.
looking for you.
Peraulas dae fogu proadas
Words forged by fire
chena pranghere.
without tears.
Peraulas chi sa morte cheret bochire
Words that the death wants to kill
in s’anima mia.
in my soul.
Ma no b’at notte chi non fetat die
But there isn’t any night without a daybreak
e tue cantas semper intro a mie
and you’re always singing inside of me
cun sa vida chi est bolada in Nassiriya
with your life that has flown in Nasiriyah,
sa ‘oghe tua est sa ‘oghe mia.
your voice is my voice.
Peraulas a su ’entu furadas
Words, stolen from the wind,
chi no timen.
that don’t fear.
Fioridas dae milli feridas
Blossomed by a thousand deep
fungudas de bias.
wounds along the ways.
Peraulas dae fogu proadas
Words forged by fire
chena pranghere.
without tears.
E ispinas, e ispinas 'e rosas
And thorns, thorns of roses
e de dolorìas.
and of sufferings.
Ma no b’at notte chi non fetat die
But there isn’t any night without a daybreak
e tue cantas semper intro a mie
and you’re always singing inside of me
cun sa vida chi est bolada in Nassiriya
with your life that has flown away in Nasiriyah,
sa 'oghe tua est sa ‘oghe mia.
your voice is my voice.
Ma deo ti naro chi ses semper biu,
But I tell you that you’re always alive,
pro su coro e sa mente tue ses biu,
for my heart and my mind you’re alive,
pro totu sa zente amada in Nassiriya
for all the people you loved in Nasiriyah
sa 'oghe tua est sa ‘oghe mia.
your voice is my voice.
Sa 'oghe tua est sa ‘oghe mia.
Your voice is my voice.