Mi abuela [English translation]

You've wanted to put everything and inside the bank, you've now put

jealousy, my head, patience and will.

You taking advantage of my weak points works.

In the end, even the most loyal one won't be able to stand you.

With you, I talk, fail - and if I hush, fail,

and if I sing, I fail - and I fail everything.

You've taken up inside my whole heart

and you haven't left even a corner for the others.

Now I move with a red light.

If I want to, I get wet

without you yelling at me, 'You fail at everything!'

An imprisoned look that I had yesterday.

A heart that ties those who don't trust.

My grandma says,

'He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,

he searches with not break and will fall in the end.

What's good is good, there are always better ones

and if you defy luck, you lose'.

He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,

he searches with not break and will fall in the end.

What's good is good, there are always better ones

and if you defy luck, you lose.

You lose.

You lose.

You lose.

No, you lose.

You lose.

You lose.

You've exhausted even my last drop of patience

and today you've tested my goodwill

which, love, until yesterday it was immense, I swear,

and it burned because of your unhealthy possessiveness.

With you, I laugh, I fail - and if I dream, fail.

And if I run, fail - and I fail at everything.

When I wake up my glance is for you.

Everyone else's glances all just for you.

Warring heart of an honest man

who's regretted everything he had been.

My grandma says,

'He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,

he searches with not break and will fall in the end.

What's good is good, there are always better ones

and if you defy luck, you lose'.

He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,

he searches with not break and will fall in the end.

What's good is good, there are always better ones

and if you defy luck, you lose.

You lose.

You lose.

You lose.

No, you lose.

You lose, no.

You speak too low but I hear you.

I'm on the train and I see the snow pass me by.

I look at you, I greet you but forgetting you seems odd.

I whisper to you that I'm tired and for you to leave.

I know instinct doesn't fail.

No, instinct doesn't fail.

My grandma says,

'He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,

he searches with not break and will fall in the end.

What's good is good, there are always better ones

and if you defy luck, you lose'.

He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,

he searches with not break and will fall in the end.

What's good is good, there are always better ones

and if you defy luck, you lose.

• Artist:Tiziano Ferro
• Album:111 Ciento once (2003)