Poesia [English translation]

I who have not, who have not ever believed in love,

and in anything that could make the heart loudly thump.

Now that I, too, have experienced a little bit of pain,

I realize that life is poetry if there is love.

I believe that in the deepest darkness a candle will shine,

and I live because I love the world and everything that it gives me,

the wind that moves the leaves, the crying of a baby

and the poetry that the sea sings.

I believe in the love for you, the love for you.

I believe that above a hurricane, there will be a white shadow,

and that the sun makes each day shine for my happiness.

The wind kissing the beaches, the moonlight,

now I believe, while in me

is born the love for me, the love for you.

Is born the love for you, the love for you,

for you.