Il dilemma [English translation]
Il dilemma [English translation]
On a beach that was scarcely serene
A man and a woman were walking
And over them the large shade of a dilemma
The man was perhaps more daring
More stupid and womanising
The woman had forgiven, but not without anguish
The dilemma was the same as usual
An elementary dilemma
Whether their love made any sense
In a house on a cliff above the ocean
There lived a man and a woman
And over them the large shade of a dilemma
Man is a peaceful animal
If he lives in his burrow
The woman might be deceiving or divine
The dilemma represents
The balance of the playing field
Because love and argument are the forms of our time
Their love was dying
Like everyone else's
Like something usual and mundane
Because dying, and giving death
Is an ancient custom
A habit of the people
He was always talking
Of hope and fear
As if they were the essence of his future self
He nourished his craving
And looked for truth
She listened quietly, perhaps she already had it
He too, oddly enough,
Like everyone had been born of a womb
But unfortunately he doesn't remember or never knew
On a day of spring
While she wasn't looking
He chased the eyes of a new girl
And even today we couldn't tell
Whether he was innocent like an animal
Or as if dumbed down by his vanity
But strangely she did wonder
Whether it was once again worth it
To love and remain faithful to her groom
Their love was dying
Like everyone else's
With the words everyone knows so well
They knew how to cry and suffer
But without blaming
History or their time
Such a desire not to leave each other
Is something we find hard to judge
Whether it's something outdated or whether it's pleasant
To the moments of abandonment
They alternated the hard effort
With the great tenacity that is inherent in ancient things
And that's the pith of this story
Worthless though it might be
Which we could indeed call resistance
Perhaps the memory of that May
Taught them, even in defeat
A sense of rigour, a cult of valour
And they decidedly refused
Our concept of free love
They were unable to accept that choice
I don't know whether to call it our choice
Or our new fate
I only know they gave themselves death
Their love was dying
Like everyone else's
Not because of something abstract
Such as family
They chose death
Because of something real
Such as family
I would like to see more clearly
To reexamine their path
The valorous battles they won and lost
I wish I could penetrate
The mystery of a man and a woman
The vast maze of that dilemma
Perhaps that desperate gesture
Might even be revealing
Like a sign of something we are about to understand
Their love was dying
Like everyone else's
Like something usual and mundane
Because dying, and giving death
Is an ancient custom
A habit of the people
- Artist:Giorgio Gaber
- Album:Pressione bassa