- Italiano:

Sei stato via per così tanto
Che tornare fa un po’ più male

Tu guardi avanti ignorando i passi
Ma c’é sangue sulle tue mani


Ora chi piange?
Cose di sangue
Ora chi piange?
Sporco di sangue
(ora chi…)


C’é una metà delle mie idee
Che non trova mai un perché

Nega la gioia mischia i colori
E mi stanca mi chiude qua

Amare un figlio, abbracciarlo
Rendere un sogno realtà
Come in una fiaba

Ora chi piange?
Cose di sangue
Ora chi piange?
Sporco di sangue

Ora chi piange?
Sporco di sangue
(Ma c’é sangue sulle tue mani)

Sei stato via per così tanto
Che sei niente dopo un caffé



- English:


You've been away for so long
That coming back hurts a bit more

You look ahead ignoring the steps
But there's blood on your hands

Now who cries?
Blood's matters
Now who cries?
Stained with blood
(now who...)

There's a half of my ideas
That never finds a reason why

Denies the joy mixes the colors
And tires me out it locks me here

Loving a child, hugging him
Making a dream come true
Like in a fairy tale

Now who cries?
Blood's matters
Now who cries?
Stained with blood

Now who cries?
Stained with blood
(But there's blood on your hands)

You've been away for so long
That you're nothing after a coffee

- Français:

Tu es partie depuis si longtemps
Que revenir fait un peu plus mal

Tu regardes devant en ignorant les pas
Mais il y a du sang sur tes mains

Qui pleure maintenant ?
Des affaires de sang
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Taché de sang
(qui... maintenant)

Il y a une moitié de mes idées
Qui ne trouve jamais de raison

Elle nie la joie, mélange les couleurs
Et ça m'épuise, ça me bloque ici

Aimer un enfant, le serrer dans ses bras
Réaliser un rêve
Comme dans un conte de fées

Qui pleure maintenant ?
Des affaires de sang
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Taché de sang

Qui pleure maintenant ?
Taché de sang
(Mais il y a du sang sur tes mains)

Tu es partie depuis si longtemps
Que tu n’es plus rien après un café

Is it real?
I didn’t get it right away,
not today.
On my screen,
you were here along the way,
don’t you say.We can count on one another,
that’s what love is all about.
Again, let’s try to work it out.**
So bright,
can’t get out of my mind,
the sign of better days.
So bright,
in a blink of an eye.
**Summer breeze,
blowing through the silver lake,
morning haze.
Now it’s clear,
you’ll never call my name again—
such a shame.

And as she ushered in the sun
Didn't look like anyone
Like anyone I’d seen
You were from a distant dream
Like something falling from the sky
I could die yeah I could die
But when the angel wakes me up
I feel like a sinners love
A dangerous violent energy
That someones come to set me free
And I know that one is you
You spoke to me you spoke the truth
That truth was everything I need
And everything was you and me
In the photograph I've seen
You were more worthy than the queen
The queen of earth and of the sea
And that old dream could come to life
That old stick could be a knife
And that old world can be renewed
Then suddenly you speeded up
The wind was fresh
The wind was love
And we saw clearly everything
The rain had stopped we sent a dove
And now I know the dove was you
My mind is washed your words are true
That truth was everything I need
And everything was you and me

BR:
Erô baba mixoro ero mi baba cujadê 
Erô baba mixoro ero mi baba 
Ijexá toca com agogô, toca com atabaque 
toca com coração


foi vovô quem deu lugar ao batuque feito com amor
disse bem erô babá, som madeira ecoa pelo ar
quem cantava transformou cerejeira em boca de tambor 
quem tocava enfeitiçou pé na terra pé de beira mar

ENG:
it was grandpa who made way for drumming made with love
he said well erô babá, the sound of wood echoes through the air
those who sang turned cherry trees into drums
those who played enchanted feet on the ground and by the sea

We could have never had it
I could have never found a way
I wasn’t ready for you
I traded my heart for your chains
Aimed for the crown Came back around
We’ll find our way If only you stay