Va', pensiero, sull'ali dorate
Cross the mountains and fly over the oceans
Reach the land find the place where all children grow
Every night after listening to this lullaby

There you find the heroes alive protecting the innocents
Bless them all 'cause their simple song is so pure and wonderful

Va', pensiero, sull'ali dorate
L'aure dolci del suolo natal
Arpa d'or dei fatidici vati, perché muta dal salice pendi?

Lead them back to the light, back to the light
Where they once used to belong
Where they carry me children as long as they want

Va', pensiero, sull'ali dorate
Va', ti posa sui clivi e sui colli
Reach the land, find the place where all children grow
Every night after listening to this lullaby
Every night after listening to this lullaby