Verrà la morte e avrà i tuoi occhi [English translation]

When death comes, it will have your eyes -

This death that is always with us,

From morning till evening, sleepless,

Deaf, like an old remorse

Or some senseless bad habit. Your eyes

Will be a pointless word,

A stifled scream, a silence;

The way they appear to you each morning,

When you lean over, alone,

Into the mirror. Sweet hope,

That day we too shall know

That you are life and you are nothingness.

For each of us, death has a face.

When death comes, it will have your eyes.

It will be like quitting some bad habit,

Like seeing a dead face

Resurface out of the mirror,

Like listening to shut lips.

We’ll go down into the vortex in silence.