I have never lived a moment that was mine, not yet...
And also to you that are so important, I can give you almost nothing, no, not yet...
And so I know all your wishes and you know all my mania
And so I imagined...
Probably it would not be normal, but the reasonable mind no, not yet...
I leave my eyes upon the sea and wait for the cold to bring me away
And so I dreamed of you... still of you...
Still we walk searching for the noise of our footsteps
We don't live lost in a world full of saints
We got surprised by a dusk, a moment, a lament...
We don't bring on our breast coloured scarves,
but no, not yet... not yet...
The flower has its flavour, and the wind runs to take it away,no, not yet...
Now look at your hands, my tomorrow is hidden inside, no, not yet,
and your smile is like heaven in my face, no, I will not leave you...
And so I imagined of us... still us...
That walk searching for the noise of our footsteps
That don't live lost in a world of saints,
That we got surprised by a dusk, a moment or a lament,
We don't bring coloured scarves on our breast, no,
not yet...