Vita [English translation]

(Life)

(Life)

(Life)

(Life)

I believe in you, life—

the mist thins out

and now I see you.

It was not easy

to escape a past that cleansed my soul—

to the point of almost being shredded.

I believe in you, life—

you so pure

that you did not know the art

of defending myself.

And so I lived almost rolling around

in order not to have to admit that I had lost.

It happens even to angels sometimes, you know—

things get dirty.

But suffering reaches its limit

and so it erases everything

and a flower is reborn over an ugly fact.

We are angels with somewhat fierce wrinkles on our cheeks—

maybe a bit more tired but more liberated—

yearning for a love that reaches those who want to breathe.

I believe in you, life—

after having looked around a long time,

now I sit down.

There is neither revenge nor doubt nor uncertainty.

Now the result is clear—

now I listen unmoved by your caresses.

It happens even to angels sometimes, you know—

things get dirty.

But suffering reaches its limit

and so it erases everything

and a flower is reborn over an ugly fact.

We are angels with somewhat fierce wrinkles on our cheeks—

maybe a bit more tired but more liberated—

yearning for a love that reaches those who want to breathe.

(We are angels)

(We are angels)

(I believe)

(I believe)

(I believe)

(I believe)...

• Artist:Gianni Morandi