Perfetti sconosciuti [English translation]

Where have you been, all those years

when everything was collapsing around

our dreams and our woes.

Have you ever thought of how many deceptions,

of the surface wounds

and of all those sleepless nights

when silences came between us

and we each went our own way

as perfect strangers.

It had to all go this way

even though we are now here

on the same path, after a lifetime already spent,

I've always been here

each day falling more in love

of this life of ours

which still reminds us

that when one loves one will never lose.

Where were you, during those days

beyond the wall of the secrets

lived as betrayals?

Have you ever thought about how many mistakes,

the words thrown in the wind

and all those still unspoken,

in this picture painted with difficulty

after waiting for a whole lifetime.

But what do you want me to believe?

It had to all go this way

even though we now find ourselves here

on the same path, after a suspended life,

I've always been here

each day falling more in love

of this life of ours

which still reminds us

that when one loves one will never lose,

no, one never loses.

When silences came between us

and we each went our own way

as perfect strangers.

It had to all go this way

even though we now are here

on the same path, after an already spent lifetime

I've always been here

each day falling more in love

of this real life

which still reminds us

that when one loves one will never lose,

no, one never loses.

• Artist:Fiorella Mannoia
• Album:Combattente