Eros Ramazzotti - Child In the Lyrics Time

While I watch the sea, my thought goes  
to the latitude of an other age,  
when I believed to us in fables,  
always with the head between clouds,  
dreams and desires became truth  
within the book of the fantasy.  
It was the season of the life in which not there is melancholy.  

Hour in this time of restlessness,  
I feel that us it cannot be more deceived.  
In spite of everything, it remains a little naivete,  
within, the hope still is,  
like then, I want to always continue to ask to me because  

and I paint to way mine the world around to me,  
like a child in the time that it never does not lose  
its curiosity,  
it is the instinct that it makes me to fly via here.  
A child in the time never does not surrender,  
he tries the happiness,  

Breathing the saltiness air,  
it makes company the solitudine me. 
This place me seemed magical  
in the memory of quand' I was small.  
Like then, I try an answer that not there is  
and I do not know that difference makes:  
to remain firm to wait for or to go via here.  

And I paint to way mine the world around to me.  
Like a child in the time that it never does not lose  
its curiosity, 
it is the instinct that it makes to change the truth me.  
A child in the time never does not surrender,  
but he tries the happiness  
and in order always invisibile and true  
this part of me will remain… 

And I paint to way mine the world around to me,  
a child in the time never does not surrender,  
but he tries the happiness.