Terzo Incontro

Ma non rimase a pensare fra sè
Doveva cercare qualcosa che c'è
E non fu notte e giorno non fu
E l'orizzonte rimase laggiù.

Non si arrese
Non si arrese mai
Non si chiese
Uomo dove vai.

E quel che vide fu un altro uomo
Con quelle braccia stese in croce
Senza sentire la sua voce
Gli andò vicino e gli parlò
Ma in quegli occhi senza luce
Pungenti spine erano inflitte
Sentì già sue quelle ferite
E poi la luce non fu più.

[lời dịch]

But he didn't remain to think alone
He had to look for something that is there
And it wasn't night it wasn't day
And the horizon remained there.

He didn't surrender
He did never surrender
He didn't ask himself
Man where are you going.

And what he saw was another man
With those arms spread in cross
Without hearing his voice
He moved close to him and talk
But in those lightless eyes
Stinging thorns were embedded
He did feel those wounds like his
And then the light wasn't anymore.