Salirò [English translation]

I'll rise, I'll rise

Between the roses of this garden

I'll rise I'll rise

Untill I'll be

Just a far spot

I would rather

Sit on the edge of a volcano

I would burn

But while I wave my hand from above

Instead I'm prone, breathless

Overdone, like the pasta with pesto I did ate

And I stay here, prone

on the cobblestone a little more

but sooner or later I'll start again

I would accept

To fall asleep in a Tibetan glacier

I would freeze

But with a slowly widening smile

(Like De Niro, but more Indian)

Instead I'm prone,

breathless, undone like the bed were you left me before

and I stay devastated

hopeless, a little more

but sooner or later I'll start again

And I'll rise, I'll rise

I'll rise, I'll rise

Between the roses of this garden

I'll rise I'll rise

Untill I'll be

Just a far memory

And I'll rise, I'll rise

I'll rise, I'll rise

Between the roses of this garden

I'll rise I'll rise

Untill I'll be

Just a spot

far away

far away

far away

I would rather start again from the ground

And between roses slowly rise

And I would take in my hands your hands and I would say to you:

"Dear, deep within there's nothing to redo"

Instead

Lower than this

I couldn't go

Lower than this

you can only dig

To restart me, to restart you

we need a motor winch

And I'll rise, I'll rise

I'll rise, I'll rise

Between the roses of this garden

I'll rise I'll rise

Untill I'll be

Just a far memory

And I'll rise, I'll rise

I'm still not sure when,

But trying again and again

I'll rise I'll rise

Untill I'll be

Just a spot

far away

far away

far away

far away