Sa morte no, no at a binchere
The death no, it won’t win
s’amore meu pro te…
my love for you…
Reina fis, reina ses
You were, you are a queen,
in mesu 'e milli rosas tue…
you, amid a thousand roses…
Un’opera manna ap’a faghere
I’ll make a great work
pro ch’in sa morte pothas vivere...
so that you can still live in death …
Taj Mahal, una làgrima
Taj Mahal, a marble teardrop
de màrmaru in su tempus chi si frimat…
in the time that is freezing…
Taj Mahal, est su sole chi
Taj Mahal, it’s the sun that
istrinat sos colores a sas abbas chi frores
gives colours to the water that now
subra 'e cussas paradas como pintan…
paints flowers on those walls…
Est s’amore meu e tou
It's my and your
eternu, intregadu
eternal love, consigned
a sas pàginas de s’istòria...
to the pages of history…
S’amore tou no finit cun
Your love won’t end
sa morte chi abbratzadu t’at,
with the death that has embraced you,
sighit asie, s’amore a tie
my love for you will last like this,
in pedras de Taj Mahal.
in the stones of Taj Mahal.
Pedras candidas sun che i’su nie,
They are snow-white stones
ch’in eternu an a ammentare a tie...
that forever will remind you…
Taj Mahal, una làgrima
Taj Mahal, a marble teardrop
de màrmaru in su tempus chi si frimat…
in the time that is freezing…
Taj Mahal, est su sole chi
Taj Mahal, it’s the sun that
istrinat sos colores a sas abbas chi frores
gives colours to the water that now
subra 'e cussas paradas como pintan…
paints flowers on those walls…
Est s’amore meu e tou
It's my and your
eternu, intregadu
eternal love, consigned
a sas pàginas de s’istòria...
to the pages of history…