I hear the church bells ringing
A familiar sound
Bringing back the memories
When I was just a child
Like a cub in a litter
Lioness to her pride
Safe in the warmth of her mother
This land that keeps her alive
Leaving my homeland when I was so young
Wondering where I belong
Calling me back to the place that I long
Now that the church bells have rung
The church bells have rung
Walking the passeggiata
A gathering of friends
Feasting on Nanna's good cooking
Dressed in our Sunday best
Now those dear have passed on
But still she whispers to me
My mother a white land of beauty
Come home and set the past free
Leaving my homeland when I was so young
Wondering where I belong
Calling me back to the place that I long
Now that the church bells have rung
The church bells have rung
Rung
Int sabiha o' Malta taghna
Int sabiha o' Malta taghna
Int sabiha o' Malta taghna
Int sabiha o' Malta taghna