Dietro me [English translation]

Who knows what I'll do, if I'll be fury or patience

Fear or hope, I'll have misty eyes

I am an animal used to fight

And I never cried the thousand times

In which I've been hit and humiliated, in which I felt

Who knows what I'll do when the future begins

I'll be a little bit dead, I'll have clear thoughts

To scream to myself that it's real, it's not a fantasy

I dreamed of leaving behind

A scream, a song, a word, a flag or a child

And I won't feel ashamed of laughing, of anything

Of also being the clown, I who never did it

Of caressing your face, say 'Thank you' with a smile

And if you'd like me saying you look like me

Who knows what I'll do when I have between my fingers

The amazing life, trust in men

I won't ask if you remember passions and reasons

I who lived of memories of songs

I won't ask if you remember battles and illusions, but tomorrow

And I won't be ashamed of crying, of anything

Of fantasizing about what will be of him

Of holding your hands, of resting your head over my chest

And if you'd like me saying you only look like yourself

I already know what I'll tell him when he is able to listen me

When he is able to understand me: you should be a man

That walks on the world and that wants to grow old

And laugh at the Sun, scream along the wind

And believe in the day you'll know what to tell your son

• Artist:Pierangelo Bertoli
• Album:A muso duro