In fondo ai tuoi occhi [English translation]

I've seen you through Madrid's streets

While you were picking the roses that your rage ripened

Against who plays cards and loses the dignity

And the dogs of the stock-exchange speak about ethics

It's logical that this civilization

Destroyed your heart in the name of progress

They stole your time, and you haven't time

It's time to travel at other velocities of yours

In the bottom of your eyes history is born again

At night the dawn is part of me

I saw them in the plaza of Tahrir

They were offering their bodies to the people who organized death

And they were losing their life in order to make it free

Liturgical promises, Arab spring

In the bottom of your eyes

History is born again

At night the dawn

Is part of me

And when the door of the heart

Is open

I remember your name

You're part of me

I saw you inside a Magritte's picture

A sea drawn in a thousand solitudes

You were bearing the mountains with your simplicity

While I was consuming inside the dreams of Wall Street

Love, love

In the bottom of your eyes

History is born again

At night the dawn

Is part of me

And when the door of the heart

Is open

I remember your name

You're part of me