Still Wednesday

Perch'io no spero di tornar giammai, ballatetta

Because I do not hope to turn again

(Oh voz, única voz)

Prophesy to the wind, to the wind only for only
The wind will listen

Under a juniper-tree the bones sang, scattered and shining

And the light shone in darkness and

Perch'io no spero di tornar giammai
(esa palabra que jamás asoma)
Because I do not hope
Perch'io no spero di tornar

(Attenwende)