Piccoli fiumi [English translation]

Oh, those small rivers from the low plain

that flow all the way to the sea

and who knows if they even realize it

or if they just let themselves get there.

They resemble some types of sadness

that, without a warning

flood the lakes of the heart

and into the familiar waters they pour water

coming from who knows where.

And I came across you, you were dazed

to the point that there was nothing left to say

not even the hint of a polite nod

in those eyes that yet

had watched me gazing

It doesn’t matter how long ago this was

we have left a few of them, haven’t we,

a few scars in our hearts

that no sadness should ever alone

be able to erase.

And I came back here

really,

to contradict you

nor shall this silence send me away

nor shall the distant feel of a buttoned jacket

I’m here again

because it’s a good thing to get together again

and I will not be put down

not even by the void

that overwhelms us and doesn’t even amaze us anymore

I’m here again because…

some small rivers from the low plain

that flow all the way to the sea

I know this for sure, they don’t even realize it

but they just let themselves get there.

• Artist:Gianmaria Testa
• Album:Il valzer di un giorno (2000)