Sally walks down the street without minding the road.
Sally is a woman who doesn't want to fight anymore,
Sally has suffered too much
Sally has already seen what can fall upon you
Sally has been punished
for every distraction or weakness of hers
for every candid caress, given not to feel the bitterness.
Listen, it's raining outside
Listen, what a beautiful noise
Sally walks the street confidently, without thinking,
By now she looks at people with an air of indifference. Far away are those times when a glance caused excitement, when life was easier
and we could even eat strawberries
Because life is a shiver flying away ,
It's all an equilibrium over folly...over folly
Listen, it's raining outside
Listen, what a beautiful noise
But perhaps, Sally, that is the ultimate sense, the sense of your wanders;
Perhaps, we need to feel bad a bit, in the end
Perhaps at the end of this sad story, one will find the courage
to deal with our guilty feelings and erase them from the journey;
In order to live fully each and every moment, along with its turmoil, as if it was the last.
Sally walks softly down the street, now it's evening
The street lamps light up
Everyone run home to their televisions;
And a thought crosses her mind
"Maybe this life has not been all a waste,
maybe something has been saved,
maybe, for real, it has not been all wrong
maybe it was right that way,
maybe, but maybe, but yes!"
So, what would you like me to say?
Listen, what a beautiful noise