Distratto [English translation]

An hour, a day or a little more,

As long as you will be still here,

To bear ill will towards me,

Of an evil and what only hurts.

But I have not lost the honesty,

And I cannot say that it will pass,

To hold you tight when in the end it would be a delusion

And you do not see that I am crying,

The one who notices that is not you,

You are too distracted.

An hour, a day or a little more,

You said always and forever, however,

Look what is left now that nothing is the same.

If the soul does not do the noise,

And when you are here in front of it, it does not light you,

It is becuse you do not feel its heat anymore, you do not see its colour.

And you do not see that I am crying,

The one who notices that is not you,

Your distracted look.

And you do not see that I am pretending,

And you do not look at me anymore,

With your distracted manner.

An hour, a day or little more,

For how long I will still believe you?

Alone and lost and more confused you would not have wanted.

Watch me slipping away,

Out of your hands...what a fantasy!

Out of your life, but you have taken me only for a walk

And now you see that I am laughing?

And the one who looks at me is not you.

You were always distracted.

Now that I am having fun,

The one who looks for me is not you,

You were too distracted.

(Pages)

Tear them out

(Of the days with me),

You will not see me again,

(You can burn them),

And you will not hurt me,

(You will not see me again),

And you will not delude me,

(You will not hurt me)

(You will not delude me),

and it will not be,

(You will not betray me),

Never again,

(As you think)

For an hour, a day or perhaps a little more,

The world did not turn when you were not here,

And do not bear ill will towards me now, if I do not recognize you.

• Artist:Francesca Michielin
• Album:Riflessi di me