It was the dream of flying alone
There where only the hawk goes
But he was still uncertain like a wet chick
Trying to go back into its shell
Just born
And of that hawk hunter of stars
Despite never having wings
His nose and legs reached a suspended branch
And his eyes went far away
And weightless...
Why does hair grow
Like the grass above the countryside
And if the fish and corals
Have they ever seen the mountains
Who colors a butterfly
And if the islands are afloat
Why is the sky so blue
When the air is transparent and cannot be touched
If the stars make a chariot
If the moon really has eyes, nose and mouth
And if infinity exists
It is not also inside me...
Hawk nose
Beak up
On the highest tree
Look down there...
Who deceived the sky of Ustica
Who painted Medellin white
Who denied Timisoara already...
A thousand needles in the mind
And never any answers...
If there were two suns
So it would always be daytime
Because even animals
They don't make a fire and they are around
The water cannot be cut
And if it is male or female the sea
If you can dig a well
To the center of the earth and that find
And my boy's heart
Why does it beat and if it ever beats a new war
If the merry-go-round horses
Run the prairies...
Nose of hawk
Beak up
And time is arrow and bow
And blue soldier...
Who dirtied the wind in Chernobyl
Who made Naples thirsty
Who crushed the hearts of Heysel...
A thousand needles in the mind
And never any answers...
Hawk's nose
- it was done great is the little warrior -
With beak upwards
- arched woods are no longer there -
And time is arrow and bow
- to ride on the path of the sun -< br/>And it never comes back
- and of the peasant snake -
Heart on the attack
- it was the dream of flying alone -
Beak up
- there where only there is truth -
Of a taller tree
- uncertain like a man who is lost -
Of all the blue
- and tries to return back...
To climb up there
Where a dream is still free...
To climb higher
The air is not ash...
To climb higher
My house is on a tree...
To climb higher
In the streets you get lost in the sky and not in the sea...
To go back up there
Where a dream is still free...

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