Dove arriva quel cespuglio [English translation]

Up to that bush

There’ll be the kitchen

That’ll get the morning sun

Where now my cap is

There'll be the bedroom

And towards the pond

We'll build our bathroom 

Come in, this is your home

Your home among the roses

As soon as I take my salary

The first wall

Your home — promised!

Now sit here

Where there’ll be the fireplace

Think that all those people

While passing by

They won’t see anything

That door isn’t just a dream

It’s strong — made of wood

Don’t hide your hand

Don’t hide your breast

There’s nobody around now

Nobody now —

There’s nobody now

I take our bed from the motorbike —

I lay the towel on the ground

Look up at the sky now

And tell me, how long before sunset?

We need darkness now

I want to soften you

Sadness — it vanishes with some smoke

And only your scent remains

The scent of your skin

The stars as background

And a vague sense of pain

That disappears with the breath — 

With the breath of your love