Sere nere [English translation]

You will think again of the angels

Of the hot coffee WHEN YOU WAKE UP

While the news about us passes without being noticed

They tell me it will help me.

If it doesn’t kill me, it makes me stronger

While your voice on the TV passes without being noticed

Between the radio and the telephone your goodbye WILL ECHO

Of black evenings

Where there is no time

There is no space

And no one will ever understand

You can stay

Because it’s bad, bad

So bad I could die

Without you.

I would think again that you aren’t here

But the publicity distracts me

Between the schedules and the traffic I work and you are there

Between the balcony and the intercom I dedicate to you my problems

I fought the silence BY DEAFENING IT WITH WORDS (parlarsi addosso: to waffle)

And smoothed out your absence only with my arms

And THE MORE you will want me, THE LESS you will see me

And THE LESS you will want me, THE MORE I will be with you