I giardini di marzo [English translation]

The cart used to pass and that man shouted "Ice-cream!"

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

I used to think of my mother and reminiscent about her dresses

The most beautiful was black with flowers not yet withered

Outside the school the children used to sell books

I stood and watch them, searching for the courage to imitate them

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

And on the phone in the evening 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 no longer tremble as you see

And I have in my soul

Deep in my soul, immense skies

And immense love

And then more, more love, love for you

Azure rivers and hills and prairies

Where my melancholies run most sweetly

The universe finds room inside of me

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

The gardens in March dress themselves in new colours

And in that month the young women live new love stories

You were walking by my side and suddenly you said, "You die"

If you help me I am sure I can make it

But not a word clarified my thoughts

I continued to walk, leaving you actress of yesterday.

What year is it?

What day is it?

This is the time to live with you

My hands no longer tremble as you see

And I have in my soul

Deep in my soul, immense skies

And immense love

And then more, more love, love for you

Azure rivers and hills and prairies

Where my melancholies run most sweetly

The universe finds room inside of me

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