Dolce Follia [English translation]

I'm selling the inventory of memories

from the neverending story of a life next to you.

I'm selling the sorrow of that film

in black and white dedicated to a love that is now gone.

I'm selling the embellished words

of an intense melody that I will write tomorrow.

I'm selling the manifesto with my picture

of the most important moment I will live.

I know it's already over

and I'm resuming my life,

but I feel sad and empty

without you.

Without the moon, without the sun you took away.

Where's your sweet madness?

At night you're only an idea.

I dream of you and I'm not yours anymore.

I'm selling my camera,

the worn-out film of your gaze upon me.

I'm selling two tickets no longer valid,

located in the second row of a love that is now gone.

I'm selling two seats reserved a life ago

where I've been sitting for a while now.

I'm selling the manifesto with my picture

of the most important moment I will live.

I know it's already over

and I'm resuming my life,

but I feel sad and empty

without you.

Without the moon, without the sun you took away.

Where's your sweet madness?

At night you're only an idea

and I'll dream of you

without the moon, without the sun you took away.

I'm crying out of melancholy

and this soul of mine flies

on a journey of sweet madness.

And for me, every night will keep alive

the comforting memory.

Over my roof, your moon

will shine in my heart.

Without the moon, without the sun you took away.

Where's your sweet madness?

At night you're only an idea

and I'll dream of you

without the moon, without the sun you took away.

I'm crying out of melancholy

and this soul of mine flies

on a journey of sweet madness.