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)