Love the year to come

Yes, we love the year to come, it's us.

The past may be wonderful,

does not have the expectations of the best

that we want that to happen, it's us.

Yes, I love the year to come,

that of promises

that of the expected joys

that of postponed marriages

that of baptisms and confirmations in communion

that of intimate dinners and in the company, it's us.

Yes, we love the year to come, it's us,

that of presence and presence

that of hugs in public

that of concerts

of the lights at San Siro

of lighters at the Verona Arena.

Yes_ we love the year to come

that of outdoor events

that of trade union demonstrations, solidarity, indignation and the celebration of freedom

that of the recurrences of parades and parties, it's us.

Yes, we love the year to come

that of the shouts of joy at the stadium

that of hugs for a goal scored

that of twinning between companies and cities, it's us.

Yes, we love the year to come

the one that will end after 365 days

and state ll, joy and pleasure of living will leave us,

it will be what you want,

at least until the new year we live

and other wishes to fulfill we allow,

until?

We don't know yet, it's us.

Yes, I love the year to come,

soon we will find out, It's us.