Breath of Roma

Blow softly on my heart

Oh, soft wind coming from the past

Roman and Ottoman

From mountains until the rods and trams

This is the breath of Roma

Caressing the people's feelings

Tell me the story of your walls

All love hidden behind your wars

Roses, tears, smiles and swords

And a hundred suspended cupid's arrows

Give speech to your human sculptures

Upon your bridges and fountains

This is the breath of Roma

Caressing the people's feelings

This is the breath of Roma

Listening to the heart's beatings

You are fantastic Roma

Caressing my soul's feelings

You are romantic Roma