Cronaca [English translation]

I was wandering in the dark by myself

Because I had said goodbye to you.

I found myself speaking of love,

Of love with my heart.

I suddenly felt that my eyes

Were full of tears

Because when I questioned my heart;

It didn't answer and it was dying for you.

I stopped under a sad lamppost,

Crying with desperation.

In that moment my life passed by,

It was like a song:

A few joyful and laughing musical notes

With the last, most desperate one.

Your voice came from the wind,

It danced in the air and it sang for me

The song of a whole existence,

It wasn't over and said so:

If you speak to the heart and the heart doesn't answer you,

No, it doesn't mean that, that it doesn't hear you.

If the heart doesn't answer that's because it's crying;

If the heart is crying you know that it cries for love.

Then your singing disappeared flying,

Emptiness and a lonely man remained.

And then I understood that love

Was coming back into my heart.

I ran home, happy and laughing,

There I found my girlfriend.

I hugged her tightly, madly,

Kissing her face

And crying with her.

With love, ever so sweetly,

Life, I told her, I devote it to you.

~ ~ ~

If the heart doen't answer that's because it's crying;

If the heart is crying you know that it cries for love.

• Artist:Don Backy