Italian to English, Labbra Blu by Diaframma/Cristina Dona, please

C'e' una ferita in fondo al cuore
grande come non l'hai vista mai
guarda il sangue e il suo colore ...
e' bellissima.
C'e' un grande salto in fondo al cuore
prima deserto, adesso un'oasi
via i cancelli per favore,
che non mi servono piu'.
Via le lame dal mio cuore,
via le cose che lo umiliano
carro che non vuol cadere
nella stupidita'.

Sulle labbra era il sapore
del mattino che hai inventato tu
guarda adesso come piove
sulle mie labbra blu.
Guarda adesso come piove
sui sentieri in fondo all'anima
storie che non hanno odore,
e' la mia realta'.

Vorrei dare un nuovo nome,
nuova linfa a tutto quel che c'e'.
ma ogni cosa e' una ferita
che mi ricorda te.

any help will be appreciated!

There is a wound at the bottom
of the heart as you have never see
the view blood and its color ...
is beautiful.

There is' a great leap at the bottom of the heart
before the desert, now an oasis away the gates please,
that I am not longer.

way the blades from my heart,
by the things that humiliate the wagon that does
not fall into the stupidity.

The lips had the taste of the morning
that you have invented now looks like rain on my lips blue.
Watch now as it rains on the trails
at the bottom of the core stories that have no odor,
it's my reality.

I would give you a new name,
new life to all that there are. but all things,
is is that a wound reminds me of you.

I try to translate as best is possible i ask to my sis helpand hope is good.Have a nice day

Allow me to post my not literal translation fo this beautiful song:


C'e' una ferita in fondo al cuore
There a wound deep down my heart
grande come non l'hai vista mai
bigger than you have ever seen it
guarda il sangue e il suo colore ...
look at the blood and its colour...
e' bellissima.
it's very beautiful.

C'e' un grande salto in fondo al cuore
There's a big leap deep down my heart
prima deserto, adesso un'oasi
that used to be a desert, and now it's an oasis
via i cancelli per favore,
break down the gates please
che non mi servono piu'.
for I don't need them anymore.
Via le lame dal mio cuore,
Take away the blades from my heart
via le cose che lo umiliano
ban the things that humiliate it (the heart)
carro che non vuol cadere
it is a cart that doesn't want to fall
nella stupidita'.
in the stupidity.

Sulle labbra era il sapore
On the lips there was the taste
del mattino che hai inventato tu
of the morning you have invented
guarda adesso come piove
look now how it rains
sulle mie labbra blu.
on my blue lips.
Guarda adesso come piove
Look now how it rains
sui sentieri in fondo all'anima
over the trails at the bottom of my heart
storie che non hanno odore,
stories that have no scent
e' la mia realta'.
it's my reality.

Vorrei dare un nuovo nome,
I'd like to give a new name
nuova linfa a tutto quel che c'e'.
a new lifeblood to all these things.
ma ogni cosa e' una ferita
but each and evey thing is a wound
che mi ricorda te.
that reminds me of you.

I'm astounded. That is really moving, thanks so much to both of you for your translation of this. This is why I prefer to listen to Italian music because it is so profoundly deep and moving, I rarely hear songs in English this touching but they seem to be coming out of the woodwork in Italian. Thanks again from the bottom of my heart.