L’Incontro Andrea Bocelli

While like a giant, proud and happy
I take my baby in my arms, fragile, innocent, and alive
And like a little bird he's pushing against my chest
Abandoned, quiet and safe, for an instant, almost sweetly
My destiny appears to me like a dream

And I see myself, old and surrendered
Seated there near the coalfire
Waiting for the evening with the anxiety of a child
Just to see him coming back home
With the gift of his smile, of his words and kindness
It's like a promise that can solve the enormous joy
Of one of his caresses

Then I wake up and I have already forgotten
But inside of me the kid's trapped soul advises me
That his new born child is already more important to me
Than that of my own life....

... e restai davanti a lui per un po'
E ascoltai nell'aria por l'afferai

Lui aprì la mano e poi me toccò il naso sfiorò la bocca

Lo l'abbracciai ed il mondo girò di più
Intorno a noi ogni cosa poi fiorì