I maschi [English translation]

You,

[With] that melacholic expression

And that smile on top of it...

What you do to me!

You are

So close, so still,

Talking about something,

I am not listening to you, but

The men drawn on the subway,

Are confonding the lines [in style] of Miró,

In shop windows, in bistros,

Each caress of the night is almost love.

The men, in love, inside of bars,

Calling us from the city's ramparts,

From shop windows, from behind the jukebox,

Each caress of the night is almost love.

You

What else will you have below that jacket?

When the night falls,

The heart will escape from underneath it.

I like it,

And on the stairs, later, I will give you

What I am feeling,

Talk to me some more.

The men, drawn on the subway,

Confonding the lines [in style] of Miró,

From shop windows, from behind the jukebox,

Each caress of the night is almost love.

To men in love like me,

To men in love like you,

What emotions, so many lies,

But tonight I want to do crazy things to you.

To men in love, like you,

To men hallucinating more than me,

It's never the [right] time to say goodnight

I want to keep you mine all night long.