Piove [English translation]

It rains on the silvery roofs, it rains melancholy...

This pale winter carries my thoughts off

To under two sleazy blankets... It rains

It rains but everything is just a dream, soon you'll feel

The magical nightingale saying with the notes

That outside it's sunny: look at it! It rains

There is more of your scent in the clouds

It's so quiet here... But there's noise inside of me

Because I can't scream here!

I wish I were fine, even receiving two little salaries

And a dog, always traveling while chasing the Sun

It rains on bewildered days, it rains nostalgia

Now you conserve little storm drops

From each thunderstorm

There is more of your flavor in the clouds

It's so quiet here... But there's noise inside of me

Because I can't scream here!

I wish I were fine, even receiving two little salaries

And a dog, always traveling while chasing the Sun

I wish I were fine, even receiving two little salaries

And a dog, always traveling while giving my heart to God