Pagina bianca [English translation]

In front of

A blank page

In front of everything that's missing

And with only one thought in my head

A thought lying

Burned to the ground

Like some kind of remote control

To return to where, to return to when

The wind on my face stung

And the earth beneath my feet burned

And to me, it really didn't matter

Everything was perfect

To dream in bed and

Not want anything

Not seek anything

In front of someone else's dream

In front of an asphalt plant

With eyes open, wide open

In search of any goal

With that desire to return home

And this time make him see, pay

With that desire to turn around

And find the strength, the courage to go!

I didn't want anything from you

I didn't know anything

I didn't want anything from you

I didn't think of anything that wasn't real

And I watched the sky to find a reason

To return to the world

And cried, "At least take away

This anger so if I don't succeed,

I'll know that you have given it to the wind."

I didn't want anything

I didn't know anything

I didn't want anything from you

I didn't think of anything that wasn't real

In front of my blank page

Blank

In front of a blank page, blank

In front of this blank page, blank

In front of a ... my blank page, blank

My blank page, blank

• Artist:Elisa
• Album:L'anima vola (2013)