Arrangiati amore [English translation]

How hard to turn twenty-seven

without having a headache or a half-shock.

We fight with the darn figures,

other than eating well and drinking for the occasion.

I can save them gasoline.

To the office I take the bus or the tram,

but you insist, cash out every morning.

I'm tired, now my tam-tam sounded:

Fix yourself, my love.

Live your life, do not deprive yourself

and never miss an opportunity.

Now you're ashamed of an unsigned dress

but the savings remain my exclusivity.

Fix yourself, my love.

Always dream of going out, departing,

breathing the air of worldliness.

And now slowly, slowly it's going down

the bank account;

when you do not have any more

only the TV set remains

Fortunately, we're both working.

It's ten o'clock and you're out of money.

As much as I can work overtime,

how can I give you what you want?

• Artist:Julio Iglesias