L'isola che non c'è [English translation]

Second star to the right,

This is the path

And then straight on til morning,

Then you find the road yourself,

It leads to Neverland.*

Maybe this will seem strange to you,

But rationality

Got you carried away

And now you're almost convinced that

Neverland cannot exist.

And thinking about it, what madness,

It's a fairytale, it's only fantasy

And he who is wise, who is mature knows it:

It cannot exist in reality!....

I agree with you,

A land doesn't exist

Where there are neither saints nor heroes.

And if there are not thieves,

If there is never war,

Maybe it's just the island

That's not there... that's not there.

And it's not an invention

And not even a play on words,

If you believe it, it's enough because

Then you find the road yourself.

~ ~ ~

I agree with you,

No thieves and police,

But what kind of island is it?^

No hate and violence

Neither soldiers nor weapons,

Maybe it's just the island

That's not there... that's not there.

Second star to the right,

This is the path

And then straight on til morning,

You can't miss it because

That is Neverland.

And they tease you

If you continue to look for it,

But don't you give up because

He who has already given up

And laughs at you behind your back,

Is perhaps even crazier than you.