Because of five gems...
Now because of five precious gems,Adorning a new ring of yours,Lately you're talking to meLike you're throwing stones at me.Whereas you find in these brilliantsMuch pride and vanity,I have all the streets of stoneTo come and go as much as I pleaseWoe is me, I didn't knowThat your seducing lookAlways hits the bull's eyeAs accurately as a shepherd's aimBut don't you dare pass by me,Smiling from ear to ear,With air of satisfaction in your face,Because, surely, I'll throw a stone at youFor all the wrong you did to meAnd then, you'll convice yourselfOf the truth in that old saying" If your roof is made of glass...""Don't throw stones at your neighbor's house"
Perché hai cinque pietre
Solo perché hai cinque pietreIn un anello preziosoAdesso parli con meCon cinque pietre nella mano!Ma mentre in quei brillantiTu hai superbia e vanitàIo ho le pietre della stradaPer camminare a volontà.Povera me, non sapevoChe il tuo sguardo seduttoreNon sbagliava la miraCome la pietra del pastoreMa non passare sorridenteVantandoti soddisfatto**Perché ti chiamerò "pietra"Per il male che mi hai fatto!E dovrai restare convintoDi quel detto sacrosanto:"Chi ha il tetto di vetroNon deve fare a pietrate".