Il cantico delle pene [English translation]

It will be soon very cold because of my will

Of having been so selfish giving vent to my truths;

A pure love, that's what it looks

Yes, it looks like it's pure love

Which, attacking my precarious balance,

Condemns me to the question if I'm sane,

Despite various forms of convulsion

Despite various forms of confusion

Despite various forms ...

Blessed are those who are able to manage their senses

Despite various forms of confusion

Despite various forms of excitation

Despite various forms ...

Blessed are those who own good feelings

But now I was already

Hospitalized for insanity

Into a clinic of unreliables

For a course of rehabilitation

So in their opinion I'll learn

To manage my stress again

Inside a room where it seems that

It has already finished the air-hour for a bath of light

Despite various forms of convulsion

Despite various forms of confusion

Despite various forms ...

Blessed are those who are able to manage their senses

Despite various forms of confusion

Despite various forms of excitation

Despite various forms ...

Blessed are those who own good feelings

Despite various forms of confusion

Despite various forms of excitation

Despite various forms ...

Blessed are those who own good feelings