Non mi avete fatto niente [English translation]

In Cairo they don't know what time it is,

the sun over Rambla isn't the same.

In France there is a concert, people are having fun,

someone is singing loudly, someone is shouting "Kill them".

In London it always rains, but today it doesn't do any harm.

The sky doesn't make discounts, not even at a funeral.

In Nice the sea is red of blood and guilt,

of people on the road and blood in the sewer.

And this huge body that we call "Earth",

hurt in it's organs from Asia to England.

Galaxies of people lost in space

but the most important one is the space of a hug.

Of mothers without children, of children without fathers,

of lit up faces, like walls without paintings.

Minutes of silence, interrupted by a voice:

"You haven't done anything to me".

You haven't done anything to me.

You haven't done anything to me.

This is my life that keeps going on,

above all, above people.

You haven't done anything to me.

You haven't done anything to me.

Because everything goes over

your useless wars.

There are people that sign a cross, people who pray on carpets,

the churches and mosques, the imam and all the priests,

entrances separated by the same house,

millions of people hoping in something.

Arms without hands, faces without names,

lets swap our skin, because in the end we are all humans.

Because our life is not a point of view

and there is no such thing as a pece bomb.

You haven't done anything to me.

You haven't done anything to me.

This is my life that keeps going on,

above all, above people.

You haven't done anything to me.

You haven't done anything to me.

Because everything goes over

your useless wars.

Skyscrapers will fall, the undergrounds,

the walls of contrast, lifted up for some bread.

But against every terror that makes a hurdle in our path

the world gets back up with a smile like that of a child's,

with a child's smile,

with a child's smile.

You haven't done anything to me.

You haven't done anything to me.

Because everything goes over

your useless wars.

You haven't done anything to me.

Your useless wars.

You haven't taken anything from me.

Your useless wars.

You haven't done anything to me.

Your useless wars.

You haven't had anything.

Your useless wars.

I am aware that nothing will come back.

Happiness flew

like a bubble flies aways.