Speranza [English translation]

She got off of the train from the south to the north

She had never left her island yet

Sicily was her coast

And the family her countryside

The sea and the volcano her only treasures

He waited in the cold, alone on the platform

Like a friend, a brother to escort her

And even if he didn’t speak her language

They understood how one trembles

When one knows that destiny is about to happen

It’s a beautiful story

Born from a pink and black novel

Everything separates them

Even chance

They looked at life like a path

Where you only lose yourself by letting go of the hand

Even though the nights had been colder

Than their heated shouting matches

That which unites them keeps away their sorrow

It’s a beautiful story

Born of a pink and black novel

Everything separates them

Even chance

My most beautiful story

I was born in their glances

Full of hope

Sperenza