Come in un quadro di Chagall [English translation]

Sitting in this cafè

Milan never stops

Autumal sun over me

words, sounds of the city.

And I'm already waiting for you

soon you will be here

table number three

I'm wondering how you are coming

With your usual foulard

with your red and strange gloves

which remind me of Paris.

And so you will talk about

every moment of yours.

You and I

flying waves over the city

You and I

like in a Chagall's picture

I will let every nostaly go.

The night-tram is already gone

but you are not here yet

maybe now I know you

your breath gives you breathing.

Suddenly you are coming

not for me, because you know

I have never known you.

You and I

flying waves over the city

You and I

like in a Chagall's picture

You and I

How many times would I come back there?

You and I

flying, feeling

I will let every nostalgy go away.

You and I

flying waves over the city

You and I

like in a Chagall's picture

I will let every nostalgy go away.