Dove finisce il cielo [English translation]

Where does the sky end and where are you?

In those little things that no longer will I ever have

Life is like a lightning bolt, me, an earthquake

Because I make room for myself

So sweepingly that just the void remains

Where the sky ends, my mistakes belong there, too

And so do those insecurities that you could heal

When I'm alone, and every noise ceases

Time burns time for those who complicate the heart 1

I'm not looking back, yet, I can't wait

Spread my arms to fly but can't hug

Among all this crowd I don't give a shit

I still believe that you are here present

At full throttle I don't feel the shock so hard

But I'll never get used to

No, I won't get used to

They say this is the way life goes, an inch from here 2

But at full throttle I don't feel the shock so hard

Where the sky ends, there's still a little of us left

Where the Sun doesn't pass through, like in the subway

I, that has wasted time, lost any desire for dreaming,

I can't forget you, so as not to forget at all

Where the sky ends maybe I'll see you again

Live another life, another life together

And I want it to be nice, and want it as sweet

As your wistful look, when you called me by name

When you said that in fact nothing mattered

And in spite of your plight you would be always smiling

And now just this black sky remains

I look for you in the house, but there's nobody in

At full throttle I don't feel the shock so hard

But I'll never get used to

No, I won't get used to

They say this is the way life goes an inch from here

But at full throttle I don't feel the shock so hard

It's dark outside and it's late inside

And I know where to go looking for you

In winters and in color

To curb the pain a little

There's no time, there's no space

And above all there's no you anymore

Where the sky ends nothing can end

I still bear the signs of it,

Another scar

Life is what it is, you need to get used to counting your breaths

To controlling your every step

Where the sky ends I wrote a song

It will be about us, but never call you by name

Life is what it is

You need to get used to running out of breath

To say goodbye

At full throttle I don't feel the shock so hard

But I'll never get used to

No, I won't get used to

They say this is the way life goes, an inch from here

But at full throttle I don't feel the shock so hard

1. The expression may sound proverbial, but is no idiom at all2. Lit. 'One meter from here'