Paolo Conte
Miscellaneous
Acting
Acting you descend
Down to the bottom,
The memories undulating
And profaned
By a phantom hand
/>Who proposes alliances
Conceding distances
Of selfishness and frenzy...
But sometimes you climb,
And very high,
It's to avoid getting hurt,
And it doesn't hurt
A good comedy,
A scent of danger:
It makes you hungry
Of tons of poems...
Hold on tight
/>That now we are flying
I can't tell you where,
How or when,
Pilotando we go
On the palms of the day,
Acting a return< br/>On the track of joy...
And so we forget
And remember...
Acting and inventing
And profaning
Like your performance
Com my imitationâ¦
Furnishing the silences
Of all sorts of merchandiseâ¦