In the middle of the sea, where the water shifts between azure and turquoise,
there stands a rocky island that carries a beauty as if it were a paradise.
But the partisans ller meetings when the moon shines on Corsica.
Down by the port of Bonifacio, in Ajaccio and Porto-Vecchio
there are ships for millionaires from Livorno and from Marseille.
So the partisans hold meetings when the Moon shines on Corsica.
From the hotels and restaurants in Bastia and St-Florent
the millions flow 'over the sea to some shopkeepers in Paris.
So the partisans hold meetings when the moon shines on Corsica.
In Montagnan and down' on ¥ the plain, the youth dreams of a job.
But the artisans are imported from Bologna and from Toulouse.
So the partisans hold meetings when the Moon shines on Corsica.
Down by the beach at Palombaggia the French build small palaces.
But up in the mountains the Mistral blows through the sparse sheds of the farmers.
So the partisans ¥ller the meetings when the Moon shines on Corsica.
The moon fades and night falls, sea and sky are on fire.
Then the song rises from high The highest mountain, the old song that everyone knows.
About partisans who start hiking when the sun shines on Corsica.
Al primo sorgere
dell' alba Corsa
il partigiano
scende in azion.

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