Il destino di chi visse per amare. [English translation]
Il destino di chi visse per amare. [English translation]
My story begins from where you know,
from the whispers and the tight-lipped accusations and,
and... from a dream sealed inside a tear
over tattoos like a shield over the veins
to never forget going through a time.
Then you came with that bursting smile
like the earth that trembles and the world that changes and,
and... and I didn't ask anything from you and you seemed God to me.
You looked at me and said,
'I'll follow you wherever you want, even in another life'.
But the story can't mediate
the fate of those who lived to love.
Cry all you want, in the meantime, I'll remember your smile,
and I'm sorry to say it but fate betrayed us.
But I will never, never tell anyone what I think.
What's ours belongs to us
and to the war that I have already lost.
'And run, don't stop, run'.
You said it to me and I also said it.
Perhaps we will only rest
on the river that I fed with regret.
And run, don't stop,
maybe I lost it in those confusing days,
the key to open my closed eyes.
And I believed my twenty years were the worst moment
if only because at almost forty... never mind.
And I wanted to be unique, special.
And I had to feel like nothing to feel normal,
but I would do it again for you.
The world couldn't stop
the fate of those who lived to love.
Cry all you want, in the meantime, I'll remember your smile,
and I'm sorry to say it but fate betrayed us.
But I will never, never tell anyone what I think.
What's ours belongs to us
and to the war that I have already lost.
And run, don't stop,
maybe I lost it in those confusing days,
the key to open my closed eyes.
I've consumed real, half and fake applauses,
wrong suggestions that consumed years.
And I learned to feel strong at every non-returned offence.
That is fate for me, and for me, love is the first thing.
Cry all you want, in the meantime, I'll remember your smile,
and I don't complain about anything but luck has scoffed at us.
I had you inside me, you were at the centre like a column, like an altar,
like the fate of those who, like me, lived to love.
- Artist:Tiziano Ferro
- Album:Accetto miracoli (2019)