By Cataldo Massimo
Growing up
Icarus and Julia
Like a heron Icarus
free towards the wind he goes
he has a silver and leather motorbike
to fly across the stars
Giulia is waiting for him on the corner
she works as a sales assistant in a dry cleaner's
her prince comes by at seven
he comes to take her away
on the motorway there is a motel
where we will go to make love
stay close to me because sooner or later
on my wings we will fly away
and I will take you with me
/>on that star of mine
I will not leave you, you know it
we will never be separated
around seven every Friday
a strong wind cuts through the city
Icarus and Giulia passed by there
on that star they go away
and who knows if they will return
because whatever it is
together like this he with her
not they will never separate
together like this he with her
they will never separate.....