Ottobre Rosso [English translation]

October I like more

And I have stolen all other months and then locked them

And what I want is

That you to betray your destiny and then

Follow me with closed eyes.

The red I like more,

Well put on the face it makes seem more alive

And what I ask is

That you to paint with hope all my sighs.

To breathe, it makes think a bit less about you,

To breathe, it makes return inside of myself,

Breathe, breathe because the air is purer,

Breathe, breathe, the oxygen is in the vein.

I like the sea more,

It hides many things which you see clearly in the sky

And what I try is

That you not to have real things to throw away.

The end I like more,

You have only a warm extinct bed what is possible to correct,

And what I hope for is

That you, standing by that bed, would be able to say: “This is the world which needs to be remade!”

To breathe, it makes think a bit less about you,

To breathe, it makes return inside of myself,

Breathe, breathe because the air is purer,

Breathe, breathe, the oxygen is in the vein.

And all returns to a usual place,

October in red...

The sea in red...