(Daniel Day Lewis/Guido Contini)

I can´t make this movie,

there´s no way that I´ll begin it.
I can´t bear to see the cameras roll.


The problem is the subject,
there´s no pleasant way to treat it.
Problem is the author´s lost control.


How I wish it didn´t have to be so,
but we cut the losses-starting

Now strike the set and keep it for some sideshow,
Tell the cast and crew that they can all go.


Find another genius,
I´cant be one or become one.
I can´t even tell how I´d begin.


Help Luisa, help me,
help me Mamma,

Help me someone!

Here´s a place where I have never been.

Guido out in space with no direction,
Guido at a loss for what to say,
Guido with no intervening actors,

Guido at the mercy of detractors,
Guido here alone with only Guido.


Nothing holds together,
nothing makes a bit of sense now.
Impossible to grasp or undestand.


How can I go on to watch the whole of my existence
end up being nothing that I planned?

Have I lost myself and all i wished for?
Has my life become a mindless game?


Guido, I can´t stand the name of Guido.
Guido, for Godsake!
Who is this Guido?

Guido here, with no one else but Guido...