L'ultima festa [English translation]

The music you're listening to

It's the funeral

Of those years

That don't tie well

It's all a funeral

Look at how people are crying

Under the sky

Of this future

Don't invite me to this funeral

Of the season gone wrong

That ideas are burying

While everything remains unchanged

And if people ask you about me

Tell them that you don't remember well

Maybe you've left me under the Sun

Drinking a lemonade

Maybe you've left me under the Sun

In the tomb of a dying world

In the crisis of a passion

Of a country that no longer has a name

Don't invite me to this funeral

No, you shouldn't worry about that

And if people ask you about me

Tell them that you don't remember well

Maybe you've left me like a flower

On the grave of a dying world

On the grave of a dying world

Of a country that no longer has a name

On the roads of a dying world

In a country that no longer has a name

• Artist:Nada (Italy)
• Album:Occupo poco spazio