Emozioni/Ancora tu/Sì, viaggiare/I giardini di marzo [English translation]

Following, with one's eyes, a heron on the river and then,

Finding oneself flying,

And happily lie down on the grass while listening

To a subtle sorrow.

And, at night, going beyond the hill with one's sight, to discover

Where the sun goes to sleep.

Asking oneself why, when sadness falls deep inside our hearts,

Just like snow, it doesn't make any noise.

And driving like a madman at night with the headlights off, just to see

Whether dying is so very difficult, indeed.

And holding hands tightly in order to stop something that

Is inside me, but isn't on your mind...

You cannot understand.

Just call them, if you want to,

Emotions...

Still you; it doesn't surprise me, you know it...

Still you; but, weren't we supposed to not see each other again?

Unfortunately, you're still the only one.

Still you, the incorrigible one.

But leaving you isn't possible...

Leaving you isn't possible...

Leaving you isn't possible...

No, leaving you isn't possible...

Leaving you isn't possible!

No, leaving you isn't possible...! (×3)

Yes, travelling while avoiding the deepest potholes,

Without falling into your fears because of this.

Gently, without forcing the engine.

(×2):

And travelling once again

And at night, with the headlights, light up

The road very clearly, so we know where we're going

Gently, gently, gently...

The cart was passing by, and the vendor announced "ice cream!"

It was the 21st of the month and we'd already spent all our money.

I thought about my mother and looked at her dresses once again;

The prettiest was black, with yet unfaded flowers...

Outside the school, the young men were selling their books;

I was watching them, trying to find the courage to follow suit...

Then, defeated, I played once again with my mind and its obsessions

And that evening, on the phone, you asked me: "Why aren't you talking?"

What year is it? What day is it?

This is the time to live with you!

My hands, as you can see, aren't trembling anymore

And I have, in my soul... Deep in my soul

Wide skies and boundless love

And then still, (I still have) love for you, my love!

Blue rivers and hills and fields

Where my sorrows, so very sweet, are running free.

The Universe finds a place within me,

But the courage to live, that still isn't there...