Perché non torna più? [English translation]

They always fall on the ground,

They do the war against men.

Later mother will cuff you so much in the room.

Two children with the same look

Full of joy,

When they try on Dad's jackets.

But life goes on in a hurry

Like a river in the flood,

And they find fellows,

To talk about love in a yard.

Why does not

That freedom return any more?

Those explosions of laughter at school till the pain in stomach?

Why does it not return any more?

Who are you to me now?

Who are you to me?

The same heart, the same skin,

This is an agreement between sisters,

The souls which will never be able

To divide reality.

But once at night with the moon

Full of misery

It was heard a voice of a siren

Which shouted out its pain in the wind.

Why does not a complicity return any more

Of those afternoons to tell everything?

Why does not that our age return any more?

That our age...

And a memory doesn't console

When I want to see myself like I used to be.

Why does not the songs return any more

Which we used to sing

In all throat in the shower?

Why does not happiness of our age return any more?