Questo amore sbagliato [English translation]

Your room, your games of a bored child,

comic books, your forbidden world.

How much time has passed since I have lived with you?

And what good did it do? You know nothing about me.

And I have confronted you about it many times.

You always listen to me, amused and distracted,

but tonight I have understood: this love is a mistake.

Write your thwarted digressions on the walls—

the fantasies of a poet tired of his sins.

Don't talk to me about anything, real or intimate.

I am lost in the strangest dreams that my mind drags along,

and life goes on without ever changing.

You don't feel the days, or else you don't count them,

and tonight I say to you: "This love is a mistake."

Suddenly, you say: "Make yourself beautiful, and we will go out."

As always, you want to keep the problems at bay.

What good is thinking that I must tell you no—

that I should rebel if I refuse—I don't know.

And so tonight, we act as usual after all,

as happy lovers—a game that I detest.

And yet, you will see, I will stay with you regardless,

even though I have realized it: this love is a mistake.

• Artist:Patty Pravo
• Album:Incontro (1975)