E noi due là [English translation]

We'll never know whether our encounter was effect or mere1 cause

ownership or just our own nakedness

our bodies side by side like parallel strokes marking a pause

in the silence that floats without gravity.

There has been no pact, no promise, no agreement,

everything is always just a matter of chance

and then every moment is like the first one and there is no afterwards that's not a memory

as in dreams, outside reality.

In the cold, still, white darkness of the wine that helps us know each other

one does not know about the other, who she is, who she will be

but we choose each other because of something that's in the heart, in the head and between our legs

to part ways as we are in a tie, always

Only the skies to cover us

and an obsession with infinity

Love without the troubles of love

its space is everywhere, its time is never

if you read it line by line you live a story you already know

yet you dream, if you open the book of lives on a random page.

Love that has no where or why

a voice that says nothins and stays between me and you

the two of us roaming along borders

roads with no beginning and no end

like the two of us, there

the two of us there

Outside a fresh day dawns and there's a new wind that can be seen but not heard

there's one last star to grab before leaving

now even a kiss is a trick to prevent you from speaking

because the night is a game of shadows and a world that spies on us

In the full emptiness of an interior

as in an everlating present

that love without the troubles of love

its space is everywhere, its time is never

if you read it line by line you live a story you already know

yet you dream, if you open the book of lives on a random page.

Love that has no where or why

a voice that says nothins and stays between me and you

the two of us roaming along borders

roads with no beginning and no end

like the two of us, there.

Who knows if we are real

the two of us there

or two rmote reflections

the two of us there

visions or perhaps thoughts

the two of us there

or poetry and songs

the two of us there

we are yesterday's future

the two of us there

that becomes past tomorrow.

Us, those of love without the troubles of love

its space is everywhere, its time is never

if you read it line by line you live a story you already know

yet you dream, if you open the book of lives on a random page.

Love that has no where or why

a voice that says nothins and stays between me and you

the two of us roaming along borders

roads with no beginning and no end

like the two of us, there.

1. Lit: naked

• Artist:Claudio Baglioni
• Album:Con Voi