L'ultima cosa vera [English translation]

You have no new pages

And life tells you no

Or you are amid the noise

And you only want to stop for a while

If there's a storm inside you

That never stops

Or if everything is too normal

And it's not good

She'll be here anyway

Music makes you fly

And gets higher than the good and the evil

It speaks to the world or just to you, if you want it

And then confuses the mind and the heart

It unites lone people

If it doesn't leave anything, it's not her

Because she is the last real thing

When you're that different one

But different from whom?

Or it isn't not even a moment

To travel and then lose yourself

If inside you, the feelings

Are there and don't come out

Slow a bit, you should only wait

She'll reach you

Music makes you fly

And gets higher than the good and the evil

It changes the time around you if you want it

And then confuses the mind and the heart

It unites lone people

If it lies to you, then it's not her

Because she is the last real thing

Music makes changes

And I know it can't betray

She doesn't care about your color

And she'll come if you know how to listen

She can find you everywhere

If she doesn't leave anything, it isn't her

Because she's the last real thing

For me

• Artist:Marco Carta
• Album:Come il mondo (2016)