Il povero e il re [English translation]

I hear your voice

In this town

The soul heats up

Almost inexistent

It fades away in a moment

A picture of serenity

It's just a sound

But for me, this is music

A masterpiece of simplicity

Lights turn off

Over this city

Diversity fades away

And there are only shadows

Around me

I can't tell the poor man from the king

It's just a sound

But for me, this is music

Your voice

Amid this veiled reality

It's just a fire

That will light up the world and you as well

You'll know how to tell

The poor men from the king

Now I touch your voice

In this town

I have you inside my soul

A burning shiver

A whisper in this moment

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