Stranamore [pure questo è amore] [English translation]

And he coming home drunk almost every night

And that silence between us that seems never to end

When I undress him, dress him again and then put him to bed

And those letters he writes and then is unable to send me...

Perhaps leaving him on the stairs is a way of rescuing myself

And you picking up the thread of my wooden train

Which I had pawned to be bigger:

And I kissed you on your smile not to hurt you

And I shot at your mouth instead of kissing you

So that it wasn't too long the time to leave you

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

And the dawn on the Danube seemed to Marco like phosphorus and honey

And a blonde girl perhaps wanted to tell him

That man is great, man is alive, man is not war

But the generals reply that man is wine

He fights well and dies better only when he is full.

And the first one said, "Oh yeah? You don't want to buy our newspaper?!"

And the others said, "We’ll hold him down, just to talk"

And I thought: Now I’ll tell them "I'm a fascist, too"

But with every punch that came straight to my head

My fear was not enough to make me say: Stop!

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

And the greatest one conquered nation after nation

And when he was in front of the sea, he felt like an asshole

Because nothing could be conquered beyond that

And a so long way to see a desperate sun

That’s always the same, always as when he left

Handsome is the blue-eyed hero standing toll on the ship

He has more wounds than battles, and he's got the key

He has crucifixes and scythes in his fist and blah blah blah brothers

And I lifted you up, daughter, to see him better

I who don't leave and stay watching you, I who keep awake

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

You may not know it, but this is also love

• Artist:Roberto Vecchioni
• Album:Calabuig, Stranamore e altri incidenti (1978)