La isla [English translation]

I know how to draw words

they way you taught me.

What do you do if the sky changes colours

and that life doesn't return anymore?

I would have been able to say things I don't even remember.

Alain Delon was in that place at the port

and you made magic on the dancefloor.

I can't wait for this madness to end.

The island.

When I think about you again at night I dream of the island.

Hurt me 'cause I'm ready.

I consume the hours

like the French who surf.

A kid runs behind a ball.

Paris versus Budapest.

Your thoughts turn light like the sand.

You know, Pinocchio, the whale is like a big hotel.

Freedom is a conquest.

It's a hallucination or I've already seen it.

The island.

When I think about you again at night I dream of the island.

Hurt me 'cause I'm ready.

The Island.

When I think about you again at night I dream of the island.

I hear the calling of a voice that sings to me

like Ulysses, the mermaids seen from afar.

It sounds like the echo of a dance.

There's nothing strange about it,

we're the sails of a boat.

Freedom is a conquest.

I can't wait for this madness to end.

Below my sunglasses,

who knows if you looked towards me?

What language did you tell me your name in?

I wish I could write to you.

What do you do if the life we're looking for is not enough?

Don't think about it, you know.

It's like they say,

freedom is a conquest.

I can't wait for this madness to end.

The island.

The island.

The island.

I think about you again at night I dream of the island.

The island.

The island.

The island.

• Artist:Cesare Cremonini
• Album:Possibili Scenari (2017)