Questo Mio Vivere Un Po' Fuori

Is there someone who can tell me what it is
This feeling of emptiness that’s settled in me
Is there someone who can answer me why
Sadness doesn’t know my name yet it calls for me
And along with the subtle pleasure of being alone
There’s the discomfort of this life of mine a bit outside
From how you’re living
From your thoughts

Is there someone who’s been through it and maybe knows
What complications arise
After how many tumbles will the heart touch
Beaches of tranquility
But then I’m sure this is what I want
I can still take my flight from a cliff
And then not look for you anymore

Is it maybe better
Certain moments
I can’t understand what it is
Certain moments
I wish you weren’t mine
But what is it, what is it, what is this light pain
When it strikes, it hits me hard and really knocks me down

I dreamed one day of my freedom
In the form of a heron over the cities
It quickly reached new heights
To dive and then lose itself in its vastness
Existence searching in myself for other loves
It’s the essence of this life of mine a bit outside
From how you’re living
From your thoughts

I dreamed one day of my freedom
I dreamed one day of my freedom