Letras: Fiamma Fumana. 4 Piemontesi.

We are four Piedmontese
We are all bandits
When the moon rides the mountains
We are ready to ride, too.

At our first robbery
We took a cart
And within there was a lady
And we stole her money

Then we went to the tavern
And ordered a bottle
But there was a spy in there
And he went to call the guards

As soon as the guard got there
From the Lombardy regiment
He tied us four together
And brought us to Cremona

He brought us to Cremona
Among the Cremonese
But we four, we are Piedmontese
So we were sentenced to twenty years