spin your soul like a globe stop it with your hand don't 
be surprised if fingers land on black spots hidden in the 
blur of your little world as it turns i set out to find 
the antarctica of my heart but you disregard it and lay 
me on my laurels till i'm sleeping sweetly i can't just 
ignore it like some secret birthmark hiding in my hair, 
it's still there i set out to find the antarctica of my 
heart ho paura del male che posso fare...il cuore freddo