Il bimbo dentro [English translation]

What's happened to me?

i'm with a rounder face but it's never pale

less sure but

stronger at times for the great humility

to have napped on the desks at school

i would never/never used to hold back the knots in my throat

because at times i was tired of fighting

but i always had time to think

not now

now

I look at you absently and i say:

"you won't get inside, you won't get inside of me

no more now, you won't hurt me again!".

because I clench my teeth with all my might

and yet to not uncover myself i pull myself

back a little and a little more

Moon, listen to me

if from that corner

of altitude

you know more than me

now squeeze me

i don't want to lose myself

but right now i can no longer find

the child inside me

What happened to you, too?

what is it, you're tired by now of telling me

that i'm not around anymore?

you who knows with great humility

the integral version of me

who jealously guards the "whys"

try to give me back that absurd irony

the crazy desire to go away

but going back home

but now i look at you absently

and i say:

"you won't get inside!

you won't get inside of me!

you won't hurt me again!"

and now you don't even rebel

you don't argue and you give in

help me

i beg of you

Moon, listen to me

if from that angle

of highness

you know more than me

It hops over the bridges between the mind and heart

the extreme threshold of pain

pride and its immense sea

to make understood that i think about it

because i suffer intense love

because i continue playing with the wind

but i can no longer find the child inside me

because i laugh again for no reason

and i navigate distracted and alert

naive but using my head

either all or nothing...or always or enough!

and i am here to find myself

and i'm asking you for help.

• Artist:Tiziano Ferro
• Album:Rosso relativo (2001)