Sogna ragazzo sogna

And they will tell you words
red as blood, black as night;
but it's not true, boy,
that reason is always with the strongest:
I know poets
who move rivers with their thoughts,
and endless sailors
who know how to speak with the sky.

Close your eyes, boy,
and believe only in what you see inside;
clench your fists, boy,
don't let them win even for a moment;
cover love, boy,
but don't hide it under the cloak:
sometimes someone passes by,
sometimes there's someone who must see it.

Dream, boy, dream
when the wind rises in the streets of the heart,
when a man lives for his words
or doesn't live anymore;

dream, boy, dream,
don't leave him alone against this world,
don't let him go, dream until the end,
you do it too!

Dream, boy, dream
when the wind subsides but it's not over,
when a man dies for the same life
that you dreamed of;

dream, boy, dream,
don't change a line of your song,
don't leave a train stopped at the station,
don't stop yourself!

Let them say that in the world
those like you will always lose:
because you have already won, I swear,
and they can't do anything to you anymore;
every now and then pass your hand
on a woman's face, run your fingers over it:
no kingdom is greater
than this little thing that is life.

And life is so strong
that it crosses walls to be seen;
life is so true
that it seems impossible to leave it;
life is so grand
that 'when you are about to die,
you will plant an olive tree,
still convinced to see it bloom'

Dream, boy, dream,
when she turns around, when she doesn't come back,
when the only step that stopped the heart
you don't feel anymore;

dream, boy, dream,
days will pass, love will pass,
nights will pass, pain will end,
it will always be you...

Dream, boy, dream,
little boy in my memory,
so many times so many in this story:
I don't count you anymore;

dream, boy, dream,
I left a sheet on the desk for you,
only one line is missing from that poem,
you can finish it.