I see the painted rooms
all of the windows shut open
there ain't snow, there's the sun,
there ain't fog, there's the sky!
All has disappeared, all has changed
while I come back from a past of mine
all is alike, surreal
I'm Ulysses covered in salt!
It's true that life is always a long, long return
Listen I'm not afraid of feelings
so then take a look, I'm here,
I unlocked easy with a key
as I used to
I left my luggage in the doorway
I left my luggage in the doorway
I looked around before shouting, shouting
I'm not afraid, I'm telling you
that I came back to find, find
my strenght
inside this house
like Ulysses coming back from the sea
like Ulysses coming back from the sea.
A handful of white lime
on my room walls
a yellowish libeccio sky
a brilliant child's eye!
I drag the sun right into my room
fire cart running onto my heart
because every day is sand and a frenzy
and hours aren't always the same!
I want to tell you
don't waste your years like an empty drawer,
listen
even youth isn't scared of love
and never, never,never rip out any feelings from their own hearts
I look at you
your strenght is a shadow of light
your strenght is a shadow of light
The hand plunged in the wind....
a hot breeze, those hours of ours are yelling
squeezed in a fist,
stones wear out, but life doesn't
the day is alike to a wounded hand
I'm Ulysses on his return
Ulysses covered in salt!
Ulysses at the dawn of the day!