Anima [English translation]

Catching a plane at night

Flying and going far away

Going without moving anything

You can take the night in your hand

You can stop it by speaking more softly

Even though nobody hears me

You, waking up and telling me: do it again, I didn’t understand

You have got up from bed and then you jump down again

With your eyes thrown into mine, I get moved

Then I try to follow you, I come through your eyes, and go

In search of company, between two clouds and a teardrop

And then I meet the soul, the soul

Soul, soul…

Soul…

Caught by a glare and a doubt,

I give out a scream that crashes on the roof

Fortunately nobody hears me

Soul is a word, is an idea

It’s not normal to see it on the bed,

To see it and look the other way

You notice it and smile, but it’s me who doesn’t understand

It’s logical, you always come in first

But I still feel your eyes in mine

And I get moved

Oh, what a night is tonight, my little soul

But before you fly away

Do me a favour

Tell me if in your soul

There’s also a place for me

(In your soul)

There’s also a place for me

(In your soul)

There’s also a place for me in your soul