Un secondo prima [English translation]
Un secondo prima [English translation]
We're weak and thin like sheets of paper
Almost see-through like butterfly wings
But no one ever tells us that, no one ever talks about that
We always lean too much forward to look a little further
Always thinking we're stronger than regrets
First accept that you also learn from mistakes
And it happens that when you're in it and water is already over your neck
You feel unprepared a hundred times more than at school
'Cause there is always an after and a second before
Only one occasion, one out of a hundred-thousand
And you that alone are enough
When from the sky are raining stones
To save me
The axis of my world is tilting again
And happiness is always further up, far too much on the top
Alone, there, on another shore, that you can't even reach swimming
Like ink that drools on the pages
Of a paper book and makes your fingers dirty
And sometimes it even tears your face, your life
Like scrap paper
And then hugs you again
And we're all in the middle of the cross of a viewfinder
As if the next one would be the last breath
'Cause there is always an after and a second before
Only one occasion, one out of a hundred-thousand
And you that alone are enough
When from the sky are raining stones
To save me
The axis of my world is tilting again
And happiness is always further up, far too much on the top
Alone, there, on another shore, that you can't even reach swimming
Everything is reborn, even from a weeping
And eyes readjust themselves to the light
And slowly you recognize yourself again
Even in a broken glass
'Cause there is always an after and a second before
'Cause there is always an after and a second before
Only one occasion, one out of a hundred-thousand
And you that alone are enough
When from the sky are raining stones
To save me
The axis of my world is tilting again
And happiness again suddenly gets nearer
Although maybe nothing actually
Nothing in the end is actually like before
Nothing will ever be like before
Nothing will ever return like before
Nothing in the end is actually like before
Nothing will ever be like before
- Artist:Michele Bravi
- Album:La Geografia Del Buio