Io Nun Piango

I don't cry for someone who dies,
I didn't even cry for a parent
who taught me to think while dying,
I don't cry for another who dies.
I don't cry when a war breaks out,
the courage of heroes lying on the ground,
I reward it with two greenhouse flowers,
but I don't cry when a war breaks out.
I cry when I fall into the gaze
of a stray dog because,
we resemble each other in a crazy way,
we're two lonely souls in this world.
I get lost in those nameless eyes
that are searching for a master,
in that face of melancholy,
that asks for company.
I don't cry when a man kills himself,
his blood doesn't make me feel tender,
even if it flooded a whole square,
I don't cry when a man kills himself.
But I cry, I cry for our lives,
two lives violated.
We never got any answers,
that's why the thirst...
I cry, I know all the time we have left
and it makes me feel bad.
Tomorrow, if I'm not mistaken, is your birthday;
the first one without violets... the first one without violets... the first one without violets...