Italy Unbroken
I heard your song
Across the balconies
Of this renaissance land
Through empty squares
Where families for centuries
Had broken bread and
Drunk the wines from golden vines
In summer sun
A ghost town now
But still you could not hide yourself
In all your ways
Those ancient song from mothers knee
From sweeter days
They join you now
With so much feeling
With so much meaning
So raise your voices high
And let us know
What history has taught you
Show us please
Your Italy…. unbroken
And through it all
You will remain the same
Although your hearts undone
You will break bread
And taste the wine in golden sun
And you will sing
In busy streets
Amongst the ghosts of Medici’s and Harlequin,
So raise your voices high
And let us know
What history has taught you
Show us please
Your Italy…. unbroken