Io Canto/Je Chante

The fog that settles in the morning
The stones of a hillside path
The falcon that will soar
The first ray that will come
The snow that will melt running to the sea

The imprint of a head on a white pillow
The wobbling of a child's very first steps
For a look that will speak
For a hand that will reach out
The friend you will meet again
For all that and what will come

I sing
In all weathers I sing
For the children I sing
For the lovers I sing
I run in the wind and sing
I sing my whole life
I sing spring
I sing my prayer
For those who will listen
I want to sing
always sing

The very early morning not yet awake
The first sounds outside and the smell of coffee
The elevator that doesn't work
My city asleep from the cold
The lady from the coffee-tobacco shop
Who will smile at me
The river water rippled by the breath of the wind
An old man walking alone with slow steps
And then the time that will pass
The wheat that will ripen tomorrow
And the hand that will pick it
For that and for what will be

I sing
In all weathers I sing
For the children I sing
For the lovers I sing
I run in the wind and sing
I sing my whole life
I sing spring
I sing the last evening
For those who will listen
I want to sing
always sing
sing...

(Sing, sing)
Hands in pockets I sing
The voice in celebration I sing
I sing my whole life
Hair in the wind I sing
I sing
The whole life I sing...
I sing
for those who will listen to me
(for those who will listen to me)
(sing)
For those who will listen to me
(sing, sing)
I sing
(sing, sing...)