L'ultima notte al mondo [English translation]

Snow is falling and I do not know what I really feel, I give up, every reference has gone away...

Sidewalks and houses and hills are disappeared...it seemed nice yesterday.

And I, I buried by its whiteness, I look at myself and I do not know anymore what I am looking at.

I have met your sweet smile, with that white snow, it upsets me now, the snow is falling and also the world is falling, even if what I feel now is not cold and it reminds you, reminds me: all this courage is not the snow. And it never melts, even if it should.

Things that often are said improvising:

If I really fell in love, it would be only in you, last night in the world, I would pass it with you, while being happy I cry and only I, I in the world can understand how useless it is to hate deeply!

I have met your sweet smile, with that white snow, it upsets me now, the snow is falling and also the world is falling, even if what I feel now is not cold and it reminds you, reminds me: all this courage is not the snow. And it never melts, even if it should.

Not to be given the way to be fine without objection, to collapse in the front of everyone and then to smile. To love is not a privilege, it is only an ability, it is to laugh at every problem...while the one who hates is shuddering.

Your sweet smile is so sincere that there is nothing after it, it is so simple, so deep that it annuls all the rest and it makes the world to end.

...And it reminds me that the courage is not like this snow.

I have met your sweet smile, with that white snow, it upsets me now, the snow is falling and also the world is falling, even if what I feel now is not cold and it reminds you, reminds me: all this courage is not the snow.