I baci vietati [English translation]

Who knows if I'm happy

Or if get happy with

Never telling anyone

What I feel

Who knows if I'm happy...

I never asked my mother

How her first kiss was

If they talk about love

And if they later make it

The original sin

Marks the generations:

We're children until one day

When we also turn into fathers

Who knows if I'm happy

Or if get happy with

Never telling anyone

What I feel

Who knows if I'm happy

Or if get happy with

Never asking anyone

What they feel

Who knows if I'm happy

Or if I'll get happy

We turned into adults out of habit

And we no longer get surprised

With handbooks on jokes

With porn, with the cellphones

The empty boxes of

Dumped condoms

The kisses in the mouth back at school

Forbidden, the trap of idealized loves

Who knows if I'm happy

Or if get happy with

Never telling anyone

What I feel

Who knows if I'm happy

Or if get happy with

Never asking anyone

What they feel

I never talked with my father

About sex

I ask myself

If with my son I'll do the same

Who knows if I'm happy

Or if get happy with

Never asking anyone

What they feel

I never talked with my father

About sex

I ask myself

If with my son I'll do the same

Who knows if I'll get happy...