La soledad [English translation]

Marco has left never to return.

The morning train now arrives with him.

It's just a heart with a metallic soul

in the grey fog surrounding the city.

His desk is empty - Marco's still inside me.

I feel him breathe, I think he's still here.

Not even the huge distance can separate

two hearts and one single beating.

Who knows if you think of me,

if you don't want to talk to anyone.

If you hide away like me.

If you flee everything and leave

for bed soon without eating.

If you squeeze against you

the pillow and start crying.

If you don't know how much

the solitude will hurt you.

In my journal, I look at your picture

with those somewhat shy eyes of a boy.

I squeeze it against my chest and it feels like

you're here between my English and Maths lessons.

Your father and his advice,

how monotonous!

Because of his job and other nonsense,

he's taken you away without having asked you first.

He's told you, 'You'll get it one day'.

Who knows if you think of me,

if you'll meet with your friends

just trying to forget.

It's not that easy, to be honest.

In class, I can't bear it anymore

and it's worse during the afternoons.

I don't feel like studying - for you,

my thoughts wander.

It's impossible to divide our life like this,

so wait for me, my darling,

keep your hope alive.

The solitude between us both,

this silence inside me,

that restlessness of seeing life go by without one's love.

So wait for me because

this can't happen.

It's impossible to divide our life like this.

The solitude between us both,

this silence inside me,

that restlessness of seeing life go by without one's love.

So wait for me because

this can't happen.

It's impossible to divide our life like this.

The solitude.