Filo d'erba [English translation]

I see you tired, I see you quiet and sad

as weak as a blade of grass through the wind

lost like an abandoned dog that went through a lot.

Wait, empty that school bag, it's too heavy.

You get off the car of an absent father and then you walk

towards your classroom, head down, among the other kids

one hand in your pocket and the other moves the air

suspended as if to sign a border

between you and what you've forgotten

but in the meantime the world you see is so big

that you still pee yourself.

You're a few years old but you look old

the deep eyes of someone who has already seen a lot

but still full of questions.

Love, take the pain away.

Love, take the pain away.

Love, take the pain away.

Love, take the pain away.

I look at a picture of you, sitting

two years old, in a supermarket cart

while you smile I see you old

and every wrinkle is a wound that me and your mother left you.

Love, take the pain away.

Love, take the pain away.

Love, take the pain away.

Love, take the pain away.

No, you can't look

but what you're learning now

one day you'll be able to avoid it

I swear, no, you can't look

but what you're listening to now

one day you'll be able to explain it.

Growing up isn't easy

I still don't know many things

but you should never be afraid.

Growing up isn't easy

I still don't know many things

but you should never be afraid.

Growing up isn't easy

I still don't know many things

but you should never be afraid.

I see you tired, I see you quiet and sad

as weak as a blade of grass through the wind.