La mia ombra aveva delle gambe bellissime oggi

As the mist leaves no scars
On the dark green hill,
So my body leaves no scars
On you, nor ever will.

When wind and howl encounter
What remain to keep?
So you and I encounter,
Then turn, then fall asleep.

As many nights endure
Without a moon o star,
So will we endure
When one is gone and far.