Gli uomini [English translation]

Men, those strong ones

And with a thick skin

Chosen by chance

Not feeling too much tired, no dune out there...1

Men, those big ones

From their muscles to their thoughts

Those more decided, that make less mistakes

And the ones that never fell...

The men that never turn back

Those cautious ones, with their lives written in a subway car

Men

So well convinced

That either never grow up or they're fake...

No, those aren't the winners

They're often the cheaters

And you, who knows you've lost

Never jump

Never launch yourself...

Men, those real ones

That look farther

There aren't many of them

That's one of the reasons to turn them into heroes and saints

Men that don't lose themselves in a game

As firm as mountains

Don't cry and don't laugh at little

Unmovable as they haven't loved, because within they're either ferocious

Or have made a fool of you

No, those aren't the winners

They're often the cheaters

And you, assuming you've lost

Never stop

Never lose yourself...

1. Free interpretation, not sure if I got this line