Sere nere [English translation]

You'll think again of the angels,

of the warm coffee waking you up

while the news about us absently wanders.

They say it will do me good.

If it doesn't kill you, it'll make you stronger.

While your voice on the TV absently wanders,

between the radio and the phone, your goodbye will echo

With black evenings!

'Cause there's no time,

there's no space

and no one will ever understand!

You may stay

because it hurts, hurts,

hurts me to death

to be without you.

Without you.

Without you, eh eh.

I'd think again that you're not here

but the advertisements distract me.

Between my schedules and the traffic, I work and you're there.

Between the balcony and the intercom, I dedicate you my troubles

With black evenings!

'Cause there's no time,

there's no space

and no one will ever understand!

You may stay

because it hurts, hurts,

hurts me to death

to be without you.

And I've battled silence by talking over it.

And I've eroded your absence with my arms only.

And the more you want me, the less you'll see me.

And the less you want me, the more I'll be with you.

And the more you want me, the less you'll see me.

And the less you want me, the more I'll be with you,

the more I'll be with you, with, you, with you,

I swear!

Black evenings!

'Cause there's no time,

there's no space

and no one will ever understand!

You may stay

because it hurts, hurts,

hurts me to death

to be without you.

Without you.

Without you, oh oh.

Without you.