Luce [English translation]

Defend me from long winters,

from all the doubts I don't have.

From the world that waits for me outside,

from my uncertainties,

from my own mistakes

which I'll invariably remake.

Defend me from my thoughts

that keep coming back here every time.

From the shallow idea

that one side is good

and the other is bad,

when in the end it's never like that.

And teach me to flow like the waves

that continuously break

at the bottom of sweet nothingness.

And even when I seem capable

of climbing the world,

you at least defend my insecurities.

You are my light

and you always shine inside my soul,

even tonight, this long and endless night.

Instead, everything changes,

you alight every cloud

'cause the sun exists even at the end of a tear

and it can never hurt.

It never hurts me.

Defend me from spectres and shadows,

my usual melancholy.

The usual and exhausting cynism

that all of the sudden

also turns my dreams

into simply comforting lies.

And when I resign myself to it

and the night comes back,

like a starless mother of uncertainties,

teach me to shine

the way the sun does,

'cause every night it goes does but it always resurges.

You are my light

and you always shine inside my soul,

even tonight, this long and endless night.

Instead, everything changes,

you alight every cloud

'cause the sun exists even at the end of a tear

and it can never hurt.

It never hurts me.

For me, you are light.

You protect this fragile heart

even tonight, this long and endless night.

Make me happy,

illuminate my soul with the sun

when a tear falls down in the darkness

and don't hurt me!

No, don't ever hurt me!

No, don't ever hurt me!

No, don't ever hurt me!

Never hurt me.