[bad word] l'ultimo soffio
Ti vedo partire
I miei mani
Solo solle
Una lacrima, un grido
lei partira
Per sempre...

I hear her cry in my mind
Desperate voices that I've never felt
The torment begins again
Her deeper lament touched my soul
Recent memories that still hurt
May I have to pay?

My soul loves
Her shinning face
Don't go away

I can't forget November tears
Touch my body with your immaculate hands

I hear her cry, breaking bones
The presence of death in your eyes
When [bad word] near
holy garden, a field of pain
sentiment of darkness and fear
Just give me a last kiss