L'ultimo ostacolo [English translation]

Stop

It's not time for goodbyes yet.

Come here

And embrace me for two minutes.

Look at us,

From outside we're the photograph

Of one of my birthdays

I remember when you told me

Not to be afraid of shivering,

Because we're flames through the wind,

Frail but still vertical.

Maybe it's not the last obstacle

But it's beautiful to think we'll fall together.

It's raining, but we're out of danger,

We'll manage to breathe

In the great flood.

Glasses

Fog up on our side,

We write

Big words on them with a finger,

Letters

That will only fade in half

But that we'll write again

Because we're flames through the wind,

Frail but still vertical.

Maybe it's not the last obstacle

But it's beautiful to think we'll fall together.

It's raining, but we're out of danger,

We'll manage to breathe

In the great flood.

And we'll change 1000 times

Our shapes and traits

So that we won't feel our habits

There will be dates

You'll be forced to miss.

And we'll strive to feel better

When it's impossible to do better.

Maybe it's not the last obstacle.

It's raining, but we're out of danger.

We'll manage to breathe

In the great flood.

They'll see us cross

The great flood.