Dai Campi, Dai Prati
Luciano Pavarotti
From the Fields, From the Meadows
From the fields, from the meadows
That the night floods
From the quiet paths
I return and of peace
Of deep calm
I am full, of sacred mystery
The grim passions of the heart
Fall asleep in peaceful oblivion
I only burn
With the love of man!
The love of God
Ah! From the fields, from the meadows
I return and towards the Gospel
I feel drawn
I engage in meditation
