Mille braccia [English translation]

Even if it snows in summer,

If your mind imagines

That your house is a tree of a feather and hemp,

You feel a morning air

Which is impregnated with the incense and primula

And you will see again in that running child a dragonfly.

Raising its hands to the sky

Like a symbol of freedom,

That natural right which every human has

Feeling a new wind on its face

For the instinct which doesn't leave

The need which I feel today is shouting in freedom.

Even the winter lights up

If your thought navigates,

If you let be taken away

Beyond the evil of someone who judges

Behind the wall of a noise

Without voice, without music.

Raising its hands to the sky

Like a symbol of freedom,

That natural right to dream which every human has

Feeling a new wind on its face,

A new possibility,

The need to search for a revenge

Which is already shouting.

It will be another way

The alternative which is the one and unique

From today every centimetre of the soul is in freedom.

Freely getting up,

Today I am in freedom

With all of my soul.