Infinito [English translation]

The irony of fate wants me to be here thinking of you again.

In my mind, repeated flashes, moments I lived with you.

It's been a long time but everything is entirely pure,

so clear and clean that it seems like yesterday.

Yesterday I would have wanted to read your thoughts,

to scrutinise every small detail and avoid making a mistake,

to turn myself into your ideal man every time,

but on that day I will never forget

you told me, 'I no longer know if I love you or not, I'm leaving tomorrow.

It will be easier to forget, forget'.

'And what will you do now?' I replied, 'I don't know'.

That glance of yours I later interpreted it as a goodbye.

Without asking why I got away from you

but I ignored that in the end, it would never end.

Tense, I was in pieces but a shallow smile

hid the marks of every scar.

There was no detail that could reveal

how bad I'd been when I met you again.

Four years have flown by and you,

I like you as usual, maybe even more.

You've told me, 'It's a contradiction, but

love is not rational, it can't be understood'.

And we talked for hours, then we made love

and it felt like dying before we left.

I will never be able to forget, forget it.

Do you know what endlessness is? The unreachable purpose or goal

that you will pursue all your life.

'But what will you do now?' 'Now I don't know'. We're infinite,

I only know it will never end,

never - wherever you are, wherever I am,

we'll never forget it.

If this is love, it's endless love!