A modo mio [English translation]

But yeah,

I'm here

telling you things that are important to me

and you

don't know

whether they're words or feelings.

Yet

it's not important

if some talk about incoherence

because

I'm me

my way.

I did

what I wanted,

alone with myself, looking ahead.

Regrets

I've got too few of them,

there's really no need for me to recount them.

I've had,

I haven't had,

everything perfect, everything wrong,

yet

I'm me

my way.

And, although I cried a little,

that experience did me good.

Yes, I had bitter bites

and I managed to spit them out.

I'm me

and my way

I never change!

But yeah

I'm here

telling you things written by someone else,

but

to give them to you

I translate them and take them inside.

So,

not to brag,

no one can tell me off

because

I'm me

my way.

In front of me there are seats,

full or empty, I don't know.

Inside me my own life,

deserted or full of yeses and noes.

But I'm me

and my way

I never change!

If the audience says yes,

I thank God

for being me

my way.