Preghiera in Gennaio [English translation]

Let flowers

Lord, his path

when his soul to you

and to the world her skin

must leave

when it comes to your heaven

where in broad daylight

the stars shine.

When cross

the last old bridge

to the suicides will say

kissing their forehead

come to Paradise

where I'm going

because there is no hell

in the world of the good God

Let come to you

with his weary bones

followed by thousands

of those white faces

let you return

among the dead for contempt

that the heavens and the earth

showed courage.

Gentlemen conformists

I hope you do not mind

if in heaven, in the midst of the Saints

God, in his arms

smother the sob

of those pale lips

that to hatred and ignorance

preferred the death.

God of mercy

your beautiful heaven

you did above all

for those who did not smile

for those who have lived

with a clean conscience

Hell only exists

for those who fear it.

Nobody better than him

can never give you

errors of all of us

as you can and want to save.

Listen to his voice

who now sings in the wind

God of mercy

you'll see, you'll be pleased.

God of mercy

you'll see, you'll be pleased.

• Artist:Fabrizio De André
• Album:Volume I (1967)