After some hours a new day cracks the shadow
casting a spell on my dazed doped eyes
rewind all the films: idle viewers are here
so the moment has come to perform.
Stood by the door
flooded with sun
a shape torn by war.
Where do your eyes look when you lie...
And for sure there's a place
where I can finally forget.
Your hall of fame is a fake
hiding the sole name
that shines.
Onde lontane nel cielo
folgori d'oro
sognanti
nella tua notte infinita
cantano lenti
i tuoi santi.