Aprite Le Finestre

The first red rose has already bloomed
And the shy violets hide
Now, the first swallow has returned
In the clear sky, it begins to flutter
The beautiful weather comes to announce
Open the windows to the new sun
It's spring, it's spring
Let in a bit of fresh air
With the scent of gardens and blooming meadows
Open the windows to new dreams
Beautiful girls
In love

Is perhaps the most beautiful dream you dream
Happiness will come tomorrow
In the sky among the silver clouds
The moon has already set an appointment
Open the windows to the new sun
It's spring, the feast of love
La la la la la la la la la la la
Open the windows to the new sun
On the windowsill, a little nightingale

With tender wings, soft feathers
Has already taken its timid flight
And against the glass, it has started to tap
It wants to bring its most beautiful message
It's spring, it's spring
Open the windows to new dreams
To hopes, to illusion
Let in the last song
That will gently descend into the heart
In the sky among the silver clouds
The moon has already set an appointment
Open the windows to the new sun
It's spring, the feast of love
La la la la la la la la la la la
Open the window to first love