Here you'll be welcomed, you'll be crushed
Here the frustration, the skin, the will,
here you'll be clown and tamer
and you'll be judge and loser,
here roles will be inverted for you.
You who's there, we up here,
the street of the stage,
let's better say that it's necessary,
to act for living.
And on a fatal first act we are born
always changing the costume and the game
always behind the emotion, it's the essential income,
always behind the night and the coffee tables
we harass the intelligence like pawn checking the king
we harass the intelligence, we turn it into a song
All this hidden magic,
of the high curtains
is nothing but a yearning for two
the people, the actor
the desire of being seen there.
The last applause was heard
all the lights went off,
only ghosts of yesterday remained
without name nor face
maybe tomorrow there will be mine.
Here you'll be welcomed, you'll be crushed
Here the frustration, the skin, the will,
here you'll be clown and tamer
and you'll be judge and loser,
here roles will be inverted for you.
You who's there, we up here,
the street of the stage,
let's better say that it's necessary,
to act for living.