the nights have blown to me
endless speeches
after the war.
I have something in my voice, sometimes,
something that screams,
mixing a song of joy
and a burning sky.
I have deep in my memory
the dancing blue lights,
this sort of cage
blocking my chest.
it almost keeps me breathing
in this train that departs
especially not turning
in this train that departs
especially not turning
all my requirements
my struggles, my suspicions
in this endless night.
there is still a spark
my pain, my emergency
all my habits have changed
all my doubts
my struggles, my suspicions are dead
in this endless night.
there is still a spark
my pain, my emergency
all my habits have changed
all my doubts
my struggles, my suspicions are dead
do you understand? I fly
I am nothing a simple dust.
I would only sleep to stay here with you.
I do not think it was too late for me.
I thought it was my last opportunity.
a last chance
that's why I feel so light?
I feel myself go away from you.
in a better place?
this is where I go.
this is where I will live.
so that's why I flew?
I think I'm finally happy.
this is the end of all I need
this is the end of all I know
the nights have blown to me
endless speeches
after the war.
I have something in my voice, sometimes,
something that screams,
mixing a song of joy
and a burning sky.
I have deep in my memory
the dancing blue lights,
this sort of cage
blocking my chest.
it almost keeps me breathing
in this train that departs
especially not turning
in this train that departs
especially not turning
all my requirements
my struggles, my suspicions
in this endless night
the grey colour of the tunnel
there is still a spark
getting out in an huge sunbeam
in this endless night
and the bright clang of the trains railroads
there is still a spark
spinning seawards
the recovered love of my family
and our bright future awaiting us in an idyllic spot
their indestructible love and confidence
recovered as a present of life
this rinacimento founded suddenly
in the bottom of my heart
sign of my revival

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