Maybe they have yachts laying above the seas
beneath skies full of stars
with their ladies sunbathing their asses
and the salt on the skin
Or maybe they are concentrating a lot
and are studying for new strategies
new alliances or maybe mine
are only fantasies
But if by chance they raise their eyes towards the sky
with a sky like this
how can they not shit themselves
without feeling cold
How can mafia bosses
not repent
how can certain powerful people
not convert
They know how much evil they make
they know how much only one man is
and they know well how much fear
every heart has inside
And they know well how to give up
how one gives up and how one gets tired
from dreaming and changing the world
But if by chance they raise their eyes towards the sky
with a sky like this
how can they not shit themselves
without feeling cold
How can mafia bosses
not repent
how can certain powerful people
not convert
But if by chance I raise my eyes towards the sky
with a sky like this
I'm asking if at least he knows the truth
Nobody is here
who knows who cheats and who is cheated on
nobody knows who makes money
and who the drug addict is
And so, by raising the eyes towards the sky
always feeling more lonely
man will always ask to himself
how can you do it... how can you do it...