[beppe]

Ivano Fossati just retired. He feels empty. Pity.

This is what many think is his best.
Il bacio sulla bocca. The kiss on the mouth.

Spoiler:

Beautiful,
what do we care about the world
I tell you we will be forgiven
by a kiss on the mouth one day or an other.

It looks to you that all has been seen and done
That all the future has already happened
written, corrected and interpreted
by others better than by yourself.

Beautiful,
I do not have twenty years
I have much less
and that means (you'll understand)
responsibility
so ...

Fly onto me if this is a waltz
fly onto me whatever it is
embraces my jacket under the wisteria
and make me run
trip rather than shut up
and demand rather than waiting.

Tire me
and talk to me
hug me
look over my shoulder
then tell me
and explain
all this new time
that comes with you.

You see me clean, combed
I really look like a field in flower
and you are the smart genius of beauty
that time is not touching
ah, here it is the picture of two old fools
on the edge of the cicadas' meadow
with the orchestra playing grass leaves
and accordions
(I say).

Beautiful,
what do we care about the world

Tire me
and talk to me
hug me
dig inside my pockets
then forgive me
smile
look at this time
that comes with you
look how much time
comes with you.