Va, pensiero sull'ali dorate
va, ti posa sui clivi, sui colli,
ove olezzano trepide e molli
l'aure dolci del suolo natal!
Del Giordano le rive saluta,
di Sionne le torri atterrate...
Oh, mia patria sì bella e perduta!
Oh, membranza sì cara e fatal!
Arpa d'or dei fatidici vati
perchà© muta dal salice pendi?
Le memorie nel petto raccendi,
ci favella del tempo che fu!
O simile di Solima ai fati
traggi un suono di crudo lamento,
o t'ispiri il Signore un concento
che ne infonda al patire virtù!
che ne infonda al patire
al patire virtù,
che ne infonda al patire
al patire virtù!
al patire virtù!

Have you ever thought of walking out of here before?
Don’t give it up, oh.
Have you ever tried to catch the light before it shines?
Light it up, oh.

It’s darkest in the night before the dawn

There’s a price on your head
A mark on your door
Running through your afterthought
And if you’re placing your bet
Remember what I said
You’re nothing but an afterthought

Have you ever been to here and there and back again?
Keep it up, oh
Have you ever heard about the voices in the air?
Listen up, oh

It’s darkest in the night before the dawn

There’s a price on your head
A mark on your door
Running through your afterthought
And if you’re placing your bet
Remember what I said
You’re nothing but an afterthought

Everything at once
Everything he wants
Everything at once
Everything he wants

As you lie on your bed
Remember what I said
You’re nothing but an afterthought