Franco Battiato
the trains of tozeur
In the frontier villages they
Watch the trains pass by so slowly
And roads are deserted in Tozeur.
From a house far away
Your mother observes me
And she remembers me
For my very special ways
Then for just a moment my longing
To live at another pace begins to waken in me.
Still they pass, still very slowly
the trains for Tozeur.
In the churches, God-forsaken,
Shelters are being prepared and new ships,
For trips among the stars
In an old empty mine,
Vast stretches of salt
And a memory of me
Like into a magic spell;
Then for just a moment my longing
To live at another pace begins to waken in me;
Still they pass, still very slowly
The trains for Tozeur.
In the frontier villages
They watch the trains pass by
For Tozeur
- :
- Giubbe Rosse
- Patriots
- Miscellaneous
- Fetus
- Fisiognomica
- Come un Cammello in Una Grondaia
- La Voce Del Padrone
- Gommalacca
- Pollution
- Caffé De La Paix
- Nómadas
- Ecos De Danzas Sufi
- Mondi Lontanissimi
- Echoes Of Sufi Dances
- Orizzonti Perduti
- Povera Patria (Best & Rarities)
- The Complete EMI Years: 1979-1995
- Come Un Cammello In Una Grondaia (2008 Remastered Edition)
- Povera Patria (Best & Rarities) [Remastered]
- Fleurs 2