Istrice [English translation]

Street lights and colonnades ,

That's how it was,

Little porcupine

With dark eyes.

That alcoholic kiss,

Lipstick and troubles,

It was easy,

Actually it never was.

Who will remember you,

Who will make you laugh,

For whom you'll get lost,

Who's going to use your gazes,

Who's going to do it in my place,

Where am I going to be?

Between the river and the colonnades,

It's already night at six,

Savage heart

How old you?

Don't ever call me lover,

Just enchant me, come on,

It was easy,

Actually it never was.

Who knows who you'll sting,

Who's going to make you cry,

Who's going to make you fall asleep,

Who's going to use your gazes,

Who's going to do it in my place,

Where am I going to be?

In the city...

Which has the heart of a porcupine,

I'm going to look for you...

In a traffic of souls, here...

Who's going to remember you,

Who's going to make you laugh,

For whom you're going to get lost,

Who's going to use your gazes,

Who's going to do it in my place,

Where am I going to be?