I wake up and, outside, it's still full moon
I go out to touch my land (1)
it's one more night to be forgotten,
nothing which makes you realize
this life, then, which sense it has,
in a silence made to pray
strong a pain comes up to hurt me
but it is a wind which dies down in a moment
and leaves inside much cold
and toghether a lot of poverty
And it goes,
my thought goes away (2)
going along a flight which already knows
into which heart to go, and it will arrive,
and it goes
it's my age that goes away
and how much love away with her (3)
and this life
which passes and where does will it go (4)
I softly re-enter and as if I were a clown
slowly I start drawing (5)
the red circle of the smile
white light on my face
ready to start again
And it goes,
my thought goes away
going along a flight which already knows
into which heart to go, and it will arrive,
and it goes
it's my age that goes away
and how much love away with her
and this life
which passes and where does will it go
it's my life which passes and where does will it go