I giardini di marzo [English translation]

The cart passed by and that man cried, "Ice-cream!"

By the 21st of the month our money was all spent

I thought of my mother and saw her dresses again

The most beautiful was black with flowers not yet withered

At the exit of the school the children sold books

I stayed to watch them, searching for the courage to imitate them

Then, defeated, I returned to toy with my mind and its woodworms

And in the 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 see no longer tremble

And I have in my soul

Deep in my soul, immense skies

And immense love

And then still, still love, love for you

Azure rivers and hills and prairies

Where my melancholies run most sweetly

The universe finds space within me

But the courage to live, that isn't there yet

The gardens of March dress themselves in new colours

And young women in those months experience new loves

You were walking by my side and all of a sudden you said, "You are dying"

If you help me I am certain that I will come out of it

But not a word clarified my thoughts

I continued to walk, leaving you an actress of yesterday

What year is it?

What day is it?

This is the time to live with you

My hands as you see no longer tremble

And I have in my soul

Deep in my soul, immense skies

And immense love

And then still, still love, love for you

Azure rivers and hills and prairies

Where my melancholies run most sweetly

The universe finds space within me

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