Ho affogato con gli occhi fissi a un cielo che non sarà mai mio per che non è mai di nessuno, non è una possessione ...

... si nasce solo,
si vive solo,
si muore solo...

...After all the failure and nostalgia, after all the mistakes and anxiety from all the fairy tales and sad endings, from the tears, the wings and the chains, to let love go without offering a battle......

...But in my fantasies it's you, today it's you, with all your weirdness, for waking something in me, something that was asleep deep in my soul... ...there is only the primitive desire for you to answer to my call, to my perfume, to me......