Vivo [ti scrivo] [English translation]

Forgive me if I'm writing to you

But, you know, with words

It's not always easy

To say what you want

Maybe because of shyness

Maybe because of the fear to sense

Too clearly

What makes us suffer

Forgive me if I'm writing to you

We haven't heard each other anymore

In order not to risk

Finding each other hurt

Who knows how many times

Without even realizing

We must have walked

A few meters from each other in the city

Forgive me if I'm writing to you

But what's left to me now

A fist of memories

A photo with your name

Written in the snow

While you're looking at the lens

And with your eyes you smile at me

And make me feel alive

I live, I live, I live, I live, I live

Even without you

And I'll find a reason

To keep living

Living

Forgive me if I'm writing to you

But there's no poem

Explaining I love you

On your phone answering machine

I may have stayed behind

But what I have in my heart

I don't want it to be deleted

From a tape

Forgive me if I'm writing to you

But tell me what's left to me

Talking about memories

And playing with your name

Written on a wall

Without even a good reason

It's just that screaming it

Makes me feel alive

I live, I live, I live, I live, I live

Even without you

And I'll find a reason

To keep living

Living, living