Un Malato Di Cuore

I started dreaming too, just like them
Then suddenly my soul took on a face

As a kid, I’d watch the boys play
To the crazy beat of your sick heart
And you get the urge to go out and try
What’s missing to run to the field
And you hold back the urge, and stay lost in thought
How the hell do they catch their breath

As a man, feeling the time wasted
Having life told to you through their eyes
And never being able to drink from the cup in one go
But in small, interrupted sips
And never being able to drink from the cup in one go
But in small, interrupted sips

Yet I gave a smile, I remember that
And it still comes back every summer
When I led her or maybe I was led
To count her hair with my sweaty hands

I don’t think I asked for promises in her gaze
It doesn’t seem like I chose silence or voice
When my heart got dizzy and now, no, I don’t remember
If it was too much shock or too much joy
And my heart went crazy and now, no, I don’t remember
From which horizon the light faded

And among the sweet spectacle of the grass
Among long caresses that ended on her face
Those thighs of hers, pearly white
Maybe they remained a flower unpicked

But that I kissed her, yes, I remember
With my heart now on my lips
But that I kissed her, for god’s sake, yes, I remember
And my heart stayed on her lips

And suddenly my soul took flight
But I don’t feel like dreaming with them
No, you can’t dream with them.