Un temporale [English translation]

The voice inside shouts, and when it is so bitch presses

I let her say everything, this time it is what it is

The sky opens up after the rain cries

It rests on the faces, heavy

I spread my legs here, sitting on the bank of the embankment

With a prophecy on the chasm

Almost convinced that it is going to take place

And I try to imagine where the river will go

I 'm forced to fast by necessity

To find me again

I let it flow

You want to know where I am now

I'm like under a storm

Neither an umbrella nor a bathrobe

protect me from evil

These hands say who I am

If I turn around, I know that nothing is the same

This love -that sometimes imprisons-

protects me from evil

And I swear to you on my name, I know what it looks like certain anger

I have its meat in the canines and I'm tasting what secrets it knows

You reiterate that blind indifference reaps victims

And now I know why I should protect myself

The drops of sweat on the dust

The will that drips from the front that

Will tell about me, that I loved running

You want to know where I am now

I'm like under a storm

Neither an umbrella nor a bathrobe

protect me from evil

These hands say who I am

If I turn around, I know that nothing is the same

This love -that sometimes imprisons-

protects me from evil

The unusual cliché of my confession

Fat and petrol ignite the air

You can smell it

The earth moves

You want to know where I am now

I'm like under a storm

Neither an umbrella nor a bathrobe

protect me from evil

These hands say who I am

If I turn around, I know that nothing is the same

This love -that sometimes imprisons-

protects me from evil