Una storia seria [English translation]

You throw a smile into your coffee

You look at me, but you don't think of me

And you are doing it out of habit, you know

Words "us", words never

In this story

That drags on a little on its own

A serious story for me

And sometimes I wish

That you were not the way you are

But a little bit more grown up, you know

A little more true

A little more mine

A little sweeter

As I want

Less distance from us

A little more loving

Even your smile goes away

Monotony, lack of energy

We are not more recognizable, loosing ourselves

in motionless steps

In this story

In which I still trust you

A serious story for me

And I admit to you that I wish

That you were not the way you are

But a little bit more grown up, you know

A little more true

A little more mine

A little sweeter

As I want less distance from us

A little more loving

And I admit to you that I wish

That you were not the way you are

But a little more loving, you know

Because even the soul knows

Sometimes you know that you are not able to

Be alone, oh no

And now it flies, it flies away