Qualcosa di rosso tra il bianco e il nero

This is my color
This is my legacy
Take what you need
And leave me behind

This is my offer
Take it or leave it
End of all games
Without me it all remains the same

Come here and live my life
As if it's yours my friend
I know it's hard
So hard to understand
And yet let me beg you
I am tired and weak
Let go of my hand
I feel no regret

Tell me please
Where do you come from?
And let me know the price to pay
I wish I knew where I belong to
How did you find me anyway?

The colors of grey
Diary of dreams

(a Marta)