Eleonora, mia madre - Pooh

Tra le cose vecchie quel vestito lungo dei vent’anni tuoi

Come allora bello coi merletti non piu' bianchi per l’eta'

Donna tu mia madre scopro per la prima volta io a spiarti

Dalla porta tra le vecchie cose tue.

L’emozione cade nei pensieri della stanca tua realta'

Chiaro quel ricordo si fa strada tra la fantasia e l’eta'

Sul tuo viso stanco un sorriso spento e' quel che resta

Di una vita mai vissuta sempre attesa troppo ormai.

La tua antica delusione tra le prime rughe appare gia'

Sciogli i tuoi capelli lunghi come mai cosi' bella non ti ho vista

Mai.

Among the old things, that long dress of your twenties

How beautiful then with lace no longer white for its age

Woman you my mother I discover for the first time to spy on you

From the door between your old things.

The emotion falls into the thoughts of your tired reality

Clearly that memory makes its way between fantasy and age

On your tired face a dull smile is what remains

Of a life never lived, always waiting too long now.

Your ancient disappointment between the first wrinkles already appears

Untie your long hair as I never saw you so beautiful

Never.