Linda e il mare [English translation]

Linda loves the sea

She loves to return to the rocks she already knows

She remembers a dive, a dive deep within the heart

It all started there

Where, like blood in the veins

She heard screaming inside her

She, who loved him too much

Who knows, who knows if someday she'll see him again

Who knows if her heart will know to resist now

You're never really strong when you're in front of what

Already frightened you, she, who shakes when simply thinking

Linda hates the sea

She hates the mistral1 that raised an year ago

She remembers a cold, shiver in her heart

And a pain that doesn't pass

That memory still is too alive

Who knows, who knows if someday she'll see him again

Who knows if her heart will know to resist now

You're never really strong when you're in front of what

Already frightened you, she, who shakes when simply thinking

Who knows if her heart will know to resist now

And take the decisive leap, getting over the doubts inside her

Asking herself why

That memory still is too alive for her

1. A strong, cold, northwesterly wind that blows from southern France into the Gulf of Lion in the northern Mediterranean