Malinconia [English translation]

The melancholy has got the waves like the sea,

It makes you to go away and then to come back,it rocks you sweetly...

The melancholy dances itself in a slow motion (slowly)

You can hold it in silence and feel everything inside...

It's feeling yourself close together and also far apart

it's traveling standing still

it's living other lives...

it's feeling like flying inside the airplanes

on illuminated ships,

on the trains that you see passing by...

It has a warm and sunset red (color) light

of a wounded day that never wants to die...

It looks (feels) almost like happiness

it looks almost like a soul going away

a dream that mixes itself with the reality

you can exchange it (by mistake) for sadness

but it's only a soul that knows

that even the sorrow will serve (be useful)...

(And it stops for a moment to console the cry

of a wounded world that never wants to die) *

And loosing yourself among the desert dunes

among the waves in the open sea

even inside this city...

and feeling that everything can be forgiven

that everything is always the same

that is, that everything can change...

It's being in silence to listen

and feeling that it can be sweet even to die one day...

In the warm and sunset red light

of a wounded day that never wants to die...

It looks (feels) almost like happiness

it looks almost like a soul going away

a dream that mixes itself with the reality

you can exchange it (by mistake) for sadness

but it's only a soul that knows

that even the sorrow will pass...

And it stops for a moment to console the cry

of a wounded love that never wants to die...