Quando arriverà - Fabio Concato

Quando arrivera'

io le apriro' il mio cuore per entrare

e lo fa sempre senza far rumore

arriva un po' cosi' quando le pare;

quando arrivera' non e' mai uguale,

e non capisco mai s’e' bella, s’e' speciale

ma poi mi siedo li' vicino mentre parla e viene voglia di cantare.

Quando arrivera',

mio bel mistero io t’aspettero'

non sembra vero ma ti blocchero'

prima che voli via: come magia

quando arrivera' mi piace sempre

e se non ti conosce il mondo non fa niente

ma mi confondo quando sento che quacuno in strada ti fischiettera'

quando arrivera'…

Quando arrivera'

succede sempre mi emozionera'

perche' non so che cosa mi dirai

da dove vieni non lo dice mai:

forse arriva dal mio cuore

che a volte e' allegro e a volte no e quando sento dentro che nasce o che muore qualcosa

io t’aspettero'.

…quando arrivera' sara' col sole

o in una notte sotto l’acqua bussera'

ti faccio entrare: forse nasce una canzone e c’e' chi la fischiettera'

quando arrivera'…

Quando arrivera'

e' come adesso e mi emoziono gia'

perche' per me e' lo stesso:

e' come allora e come arrivi mi sorprende ancora;

certo arriva dal mio cuore

che a volte e' grande e a volte no ma quando sento dentro che nasce o che muore qualcosa

io ti cantero'

When he'll come'

I will open my heart to her to enter

and she always does it quietly

it comes a bit like this when it pleases you;

when it arrives it's never the same,

and I never understand if it is beautiful, it is special

but then I sit there while she talks and I want to sing.

When he'll come',

my beautiful mystery, I will wait for you

it doesn't seem real but I will block you

before it flies away: like magic

when it comes I always like it

and if the world doesn't know you, it doesn't matter

But I get confused when I hear that somebody in the street will whistle at you

when he'll come'…

When he'll come'

it always happens, it will excite me

because I don't know what you're going to tell me

where you come from never says:

maybe it comes from my heart

that sometimes it is happy and sometimes not and when I feel inside that something is born or that something dies

I'll wait for you.

… When it arrives it will be with the sun

or in a night under the water it will knock

I'll let you in: maybe a song is born and there are those who will whistle it

when he'll come'…

When he'll come'

it's like now and I'm already excited

because it's the same for me:

it's like then and how you arrive still surprises me;

it sure comes from my heart

which is sometimes big and sometimes not but when I feel inside that something is born or dies

I will sing to you