A un minuto dall'amore [English translation]

She sleeps after loving me

in the perfumed darkness,

she no longer hears me.

I move closer to look at her,

my hand wants to touch her,

but it can't anymore.

Beautiful is this woman

who every night is close to me

Her breath is sweet

and her skin still asks

for love now.

Because I can't love her

and I can no longer desire her.

Because I stopped

one minute from love,

I do not know.

One minute from love

my heart froze,

but she won't know.

Even if there is nothing left for me,

yet I am important to her

and she will not lose me.

It has never been easy

for me to feel great.

Still she tells me

"there is no other man in the world

equal to you".

And if I can't love her

and I can no longer desire her,

with the last hope,

on a path of love,

I will go with her.

Beautiful is this woman

who every night is close to me.

With the last hope,

on a path of love,

I will go with her.