Piero Cassano - Eros Ramazzotti, Adelio Cogliati

(unofficial english version)
AND THEY TELL THAT HE
TRANSFORMED HIMSELF
INTO A TREE AND THAT IT WAS
HIS OWN CHOICE TO STOP

AND HE STAYED THERE TO LOOK
AT THE EARTH GENERATING NEW FLOWERS

SO HE BECAME A NEST
FOR RABBITS AND HUMMING-BIRDS
THE WIND TAUGHT HIM THE FLAVOURS
OF RESIN AND WILD HONEY
AND THE RAIN MADE HIM WET

MY HAPPINESS
HE SAID TO HIMSELF
HERE IT IS... HERE IT IS...
I HAVE FOUND IT
AND I’M FEELING GREAT NOW
I HAVE ALL THE
TIME FOR MYSELF
I DON’T NEED ANYONE ANYMORE
THIS IS THE BEAUTY OF LIFE

BUT TWO GIRLISH EYES
PASSED A DAY
EYES THAT HAD STOLEN
A LITTLE VERNISH
FROM THE SKY

AND HE FELT THAT HIS ROOTS
STARTED TO TREMBLE

ONLY A MAN WITHOUT A WOMAN
KNOWS HOW IT FEELS
TO LOOSE HIS IMPROVISATION
AND HE STARTED TO LENGTHEN
HIS BRANCHES TO TOUCH HER

HE UNDERSTOOD THAT FELICITY
IS NEVER AN INFINITY’S HALF

THE MOON AND THE SUN,
THE STONES AND THE CLOUDS,
THE SMILE AND THE SORROW,
ALL CAME TOGETHER NOW
OR WAS IT JUST A MAN
THAT BEGAN TO LIVE
THE CHANT STARTED TO REPLENISH
HIS IMMENSE LONELINESS
IT IS THE TRUE PART THAT
EVERY FAIRY-TALE OF LOVE ENCASES
TO BELIEVE