Cerco un gesto naturale [English translation]

I look at each other as if we were two people

I look at my hand that moves its decision

from outside I see that gesture is not clear

and I feel that in that movement I was not there

Sometimes I stop and look at the smoke of a cigarette

the mouth remains open perhaps too much, then it closes quickly

you can clearly see that I'm looking for an expression

what a detachment that struggles my fiction

I'm looking for a gesture, a natural gesture

to be sure this body is mine.

I'm looking for a gesture, a natural gesture

as whole as our self.

And instead I do not know anything I'm in pieces I do not know who I am anymore

I only understand that I constantly condition myself

you must be like a man like a saint like a god

for me there are always the how and there is not me.

For all those good things I did not kill

Who knows how many masks I've built in my life?

these masks are now my thing

what a pain it is hard to throw away

I'm looking for a gesture, a natural gesture

to be sure this body is mine.

I'm looking for a gesture, a natural gesture

as whole as our self.

I'm looking for a gesture, a natural gesture

to be sure this body is mine.

I'm looking for a gesture, a natural gesture

as whole as our self.