Buonanotte all' italia [English translation]

From a song to another

from the tollgate to the station

we've made a day

that was all doable

the moon has caught us

and put us to sleep

or to mark the mouth

in order to be amazed or to smoke

like the angels were there

saying "yes

everything is possible"

Goodnight Italy, she has to rest a little

warding for so long there's a beautiful part of the sea

there's the yellow moss inside this crib

that is never changed, that is never removed

and vampire mosquitos that suck it there

if they pump so much blood in their stomach

Goodnight Italy that is to be done or to die

or spending the night wanting to buy it

like the angels were there

saying "yes

everything is possible"

like devils were staying for a while

saying "no, are all fairytales"

Goodnight Italy that has her beautiful work

all the history books can't make her sleep

laying on the world with a private sky

between Saint Peters and Virgin Marys

between progress and sin

between a tomorrow that comes but is not able to breathe

and the signs of yesterday that don't go away anymore

from a caress to another

from certainty to amazement

all this beauty without a sailor

like the angels were there

saying "yes

everything is possible"

like devils were staying for a while

saying "no, are all fairytales"

Goodnight Italy with the scars in your heart

and with the drips tied to the one that has all the power

and looks at it distracted like she was a wife

like a game in a loft that made all his desires go away

and a star makes light without asking why

it forces you to see everything that is

Goodnight Italy that is to be done or to die

or speding the night wanting to do it.