Mistero [English translation]

With our eyes wide open

We ask for a little love

From the person that we would like to make stay

And we hurt ourselves

If the pressure rises

A few words and the morals collapse on us

What is it that drags us out of the car?

What is it hat makes us stand at a front door?

What takes us,

What do we do

When we actually die?

(It's a) mystery

The game hurts us

And we can't sleep

And we can no longer decide if we should leave again

And the heart beats quickly

Even for the wonder

Of not understanding the colors of the horizon

What is it that captures us and multiplies everything

What is it that makes us call in the night

How much does it ask of us

How much do we give

When we truly love

(It's a) mystery

We've already stolen

We've already paid

But we can't say what could be

But we don't have peace

Nor do we even want it

Nor even the time to understand that we're already there

What is it that still makes us live fairytales?

Who are those people in the photo we hold?

What are we looking for

When we give,

When we truly love

(It's a) mystery

Will you be honest? Tell me it, tell me it

Will you be honest?

The short vocation of living is the only mystery (mystery) that there is

It depends solely on you, taking someone's hand is easy

The truth that life gives you

Is a cold caress

In the silence that is there

What is it that drags us out of the car?

What is it that makes us stand at a front door?

What do we take?

What do we do,

When we truly die?

(It's a) Mystery

When are we asked,

How much do we give,

When we truly love?

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(It's a) Mystery

• Artist:Enrico Ruggeri