Il mio canto libero [English translation]

In a world that

Does not want us any more

You are my chant of freedom:

The vastness

Opens out all around us

Beyond your sight1.

That feeling borns,

It borns amidst the tears,

It raises very hight, and [then] it goes:

It flies upon the people’s accusations,

Unconcerned about their legacies2,

A longing holds him up – for love –:

Of true love.

In a world that (Stones – some day – houses)

Is enslaved (covered by wild roses)

We freely breathe, me and you (Start to live again – they’re calling us).

The truth (Unguarded woods)

Offers [her] to us, all naked (Hence survived [intact as] virgins)

Clear is the picture (They’re opening to us)

By now (They’re embracing us).

New sensations

Young emotions:

Express [themselves in their] purest [form]

To us.

The garments3 – falling – of the Ghosts from the past

Leave the picture immaculate

A warm wind starts to blow – of love–:

Of true love.

I discover you again,

My sweet companion: who

cannot ask knowing – on the other hand –

That whenever you’ll go

I will stand by your side:

if you want it.

Stones – some day – houses

covered by wild roses

Start to live again – they’re calling us).

Unguarded woods

Hence survived [intact as] virgins

They’re opening to us

They’re embracing us.

In a world that

Is enslaved

We freely breathe,

me and you.

The truth

Offers [her] to us, all naked

Clear is the picture

By now.

New sensations

Young emotions,

Express [themselves in their] purest [form]

To us.

The garments3 – falling – of the Ghosts from the past

Leave the picture immaculate

A warm wind starts to blow – of love–:

Of true love.

I discover you again.

1. lit. “your eyes’ capabilities, limits”2. Some way of thinking that is inherited from the past, somehow a stereotype.3. a. b. Appearance

• Artist:Lucio Battisti
• Album:Il mio canto libero/Confusione