Con I Miei Piedi Sporchi

Con I Miei Piedi Sporchi

CON I MIEI PIEDI SPORCHI
Me ne vado di qua con i miei piedi sporchi
E dall’erba son già le mie impronte nascoste
Questo è il grande piacere che io provo nel sentire
La freschezza e il potere delle cose più vere
Delle cose sincere e di questo… godere

Me le porto con me nelle mie tasche vuote
Quattro foglie di te ed il vento dell’ovest
Che mi spinge lontano oltre il sacro e il profano
Dove ancora ha un valore una stretta di mano
E il rispetto è più caro senza il vile… denaro

E allora vieni con me
Girando dentro un mondo che non c’è
Ce lo inventiamo io e te
Avrà tutti i colori dei fiori
e quei sapori dei frutti e delle cose… uniche

Che ci faccio io qua, col cappello a tre quarti
Me ne frego se là c’è qualcuno che ride
Delle mie stravaganze delle rughe e le grinze
Che ora segnan le guance ma racchiudon l’essenze
Dei miei anni vissuti senza finte… sostanze

E allora vieni con me
Girando dentro un mondo che non c’è
Ce lo inventiamo io e te
Avrà tutti i colori dei fiori
e quei sapori dei frutti e delle cose… uniche (2)

me ne vado di qua con i miei piedi sporchi…

Con I Miei Piedi Sporchi

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I Don’t Like Bonds

I Don’t Like Bonds

I DON’T LIKE BONDS
It’s the blue of the sky that explodes me inside
The clouds scatter all around my heart
It’s rowing in this gold lake in the silence of my mind
Along the shores Weeping Willows smile

And I, I, I…
A Dragonfly alights on my knee, tickling with her wings
And I, I, I…
Where is my kite, I let it go, ‘cause I don’t like bonds
Ah, ah, ah, ahah… ah, ah ahah…

It’s the sweetness of this grape that explodes in my mouth
The juicy pulp delights my papillae
It’s the turbolent pink of the flowers of Peach Trees
Bloom among my long and dense eyelashes

And I, I, I…
A Butterfly alights on my ear, whispering some melodies
And I, I, I…
Where’s my balloon, I let it go ‘cause I don’t like bonds
Ah, ah, ah, ahah… ah, ah ahah…

That’s why I leave, I can’t stop here
Even if these cookies are so sweet
I take with me these handful of years
And some colored, little, glass stones
In my pocket with a hole
To lose what I need not…

And I, I, I…
A ladybug alights on my finger throwing me off balance
And I, I, I…
Where is my ring… I let on the table
‘cause I don’t like farewells…
Ah, ah, ah, ahah… ah, ah ahah…

I Don’t Like Bonds

Another Song

Another Song

ANOTHER SONG
Another sweet embrace, a bit of grace…
We raise our glass to God, and say… hello

We’re entangled in a stupid phrase:” such being the case”
We trust in tales, don’t care about what people say,
rumours that we delete with a blow…

Another roll of days, to learn your face
Then you’ll come back to them…
with our thoughts we dare…eh ehr…

We plan to buy a tree, to decorate for Christmas
Pretending to live together, a second home, another chance…

Another wrong… another wrong love, another song… for you
Another rose… that I’ll… make dry and hide among the pages of my wacky life

Another sorrow that I decide to feel by choosing to love you in spite…
In other words, I’ll learn to love in other way, nothing in return…
Another lonely night, the cold sheets on your side
In silence I will cry, and I won’t tell you why…

Another road where the footsteps are only mine…
Another root to cut Just not to cause pain…eh ein
if not to me… I can help this
A row of firs…I’ll leave behind my broad shoulders
A shiver will inevitably end in … another song…

Another Song

Here It Comes The Dawn

He’s crying that little baby in his cradle all alone
A light switches on and a mother is just ready to give love
Sweet milk, strong warm embrace
hush, hush little baby don’t say a word

Here it comes the dawn (3t)

He’s driving for all the night along some desert roads the truck-
driver alone
suddenly acrossed a roe, he wondered where it’s gonna go?!
Blue light, slow love songs
hush hush tired man don’t give up soon you’ll be at home

Here it comes the dawn (3t)
In the close mesh of this stray existence
Everyone of us need a hearth to come back
Here it comes the dawn
And still we trust and want a tomorrow…
and it comes the dawn

She’s playing with all her energies she sings to remain in memories
telling about her secret stories dancing all night long till three
High heels red gloss lipstick
hush hush candy face, believe, your dreams will come true..

Here it comes the dawn (3t)
In the close mesh of this stray existence
Everyone of us need a hearth to come back
Here it comes the dawn
And still we trust and want a tomorrow… (2t)
and it comes the dawn

Sacks Race

Sacks Race

It was the whiteness
of the hawthorn
that dazzled her eyes,
tickling her nostrils

It was the kindness
of the mulberries
that caressed her lips
brightening her smile

That reminds me of an Easter day
Ma’ was there
Rice and lamb, jute and rope
ladytulips and ears of wheat
and children … we’re playing… Sacks race

It was the sharpness
Of the cotton-boll
that hurt her thumb
wiping her blood

It was the loudness
of her laugh
that urged me to run
and win Francesco

That reminds me of an Easter day
Ma was there
Rice and lamb, jute and rope
ladytulips and ears of wheat
and children … we’re playing … Sacks race