La ricetta [...Per curare un uomo solo] [English translation]

You must know although he has nothing special,

this man is capable to do a thing, to say at least, with little originality.

Lock the door, four slowly turns of the key, after the running,

where no one can try to close their eyes and dreaming.

Maybe then empties liters of milk with the rage that assails him.

Throws down a milkman coat in Via delle Fragole,

wears a chef's hat,

and maybe makes up a go go recipes for fun.

Two bay leaves,

this is his treasure.

Here is the recipe to heal... The recipe to...

Here is the recipe to heal a lonely man.

He will put sugar instead of salt

to show to the public that, in life, the truth is the truth,

but also its opposite.

But nothing would be extraordinary without the weeping.

Throws down a milkman coat in Via delle Fragole,

makes up thousand meals for fun,

Maybe almost looks pleased with himself.

Here is the recipe to heal... The recipe to...

Here is the recipe to save... The recipe to...

Here is the recipe to heal... The recipe to...

Here is a lonely man!