Strada facendo [English translation]

Me and my dark eyes have grown up together

With a restless spirit seeking a place that doesn't exist

Through a thousand cool mornings upon my bike

Another thousand sunsets beneath the tram wires

And with a hunger for smiles and arms around me

Me and my drawers filled with memories and addresses that I have lost

I've seen the faces and voices of the ones I loved--sooner or later--go away

And I've breathed in an unknown sea

In the long and empty hours of a city summer

Beside my own shadow, enlarged with melancholy

Me and my so often "closed" nights, like the closing of an umbrella

With my face on my chest, reading my pains and my problems

I've walked on roads that turn as they follow the wind

With a feeling of uselessness deep inside

Fragile and violent, I told myself: you'll see, you'll see, you'll see

Making your way, you'll see

That you're not alone anymore

Making your way, you'll find

A hook in the middle of the sky

So you'll feel the road making your heart beat

You'll see more love, you'll see

Myself so small amid all the people in this world

I have dreamed atop a train that never left

And I've run in the middle of fields white with the moon

In order to strip away one more day from my innocence

Young and old, I told myself: you'll see, you'll see, you'll see

Making your way, you'll see

That you're not alone anymore

Making your way, you'll find

A hook in the middle of the sky

So you'll feel the road making your heart beat

You'll see more love, you'll see

And a song, not even this one, could ever change life

But what is it that makes us move on and say that it's not over?

What is it that splits our heart between songs and love?

That makes us always sing and love more?

So that tomorrow will be a better one, so that tomorrow you...

Making your way, you'll see...