Troubbble
che tra
noi si parlasse un po' più spesso
ti direi
prima o poi
quello che mi sento addosso
quando vai al lavoro e io son qua
o attraversi sola la cittÃÂ
io non so
che farei
per saperti più sicura
io per te
metterei
mille lune nella sera
per guidare meglio
i passi tuoi
tra i rischi che non vedi
e che non sai
vorrei un missile speciale
per poterlo caricare
e lanciar nell'universo
tutto quello che detesto
basta leggere un giornale
ogni giorno è sempre uguale
se il più debole
The Path Ahead
And I see that slowly your tears are drying
And I see an ocean made by your crying
And the ocean that's within...
And I see misery to forget it I must
And all of the memories are lost
And the ocean is here within me
Flows on like an ever tear
In us all there are two separate sides
That which is evil and that which is good
Some people live by one side and others by the second
Both of them have a little bit of the other
But it must remain clear that the two depend on each other
Remember, evil is a part of the good and not the opposite
There is no sadness without joy and there is no joy without pain
There is no holy without impure and there can be no blasphemy without holyness,
Thus the two sides must live in harmony
Unbalanced forever the evil urge brought lots of pain
It is so hard to defeat it
The evil urge sometimes arrives with heavy boots
And sometimes in gentle cat's steps
And even through blessed deeds it can drive you into deeds of wrong
A here is the one which concurs his urge
And so we must wonder what shall be the faith of the man who destroys one
and embraces the other...
The storm still rages...