Il colore delle vene [English translation]

I lift my chin slowly

And reveal to you my eyes

I know I've never done it,

Shown it when I cry

It's not like that with you

It's not like that with you. . .

You know how to look beyond

Until you scrutinize the places

Secreted in my heart

Suspended between hell and heaven

If love is love, beyond words

If love is love, passing through fears

If love is love, recognising your pain

It transforms into a fire that warms you on cold evenings

It releases in me a dance

That transports me elsewhere

I know I've never done it,

Kissed while trembling

Like it is with you

If love is love, beyond words

If love is love, passing through fears

If love is love, dissolving the clots in your heart

And transforming them into blood which colours your veins

And you feel that

You can live

You want to live

And smile. . .

If love is love, you feel the sun when it rains

If love is love, you're not cold in the snow

If love is love, it shifts the axis of your heart

And you feel in that moment that it colours your veins