Testi:
Ataraxie

My wounds are widely opened now Time has come to plunge into despair Darkness is the only wish of this world of sorrow There is no place for joy in my

I see blood flowing like an endless river Red is my blood, pale becomes my skin I creep like a snake so as to reach my last bottle Like a painter with

O painful life when will you decide to leave this weakened body to let my soul rest in peace O grieving heart when will you finally cease to beat and

So many tears have been flowering in my grave So many flowers have been withering on it Alone in this jail, I hear the wind caressing my gravestone Loneliness

Death I'm dying Laying on the bed that will be my last one The faces of my beloved surround me They'll all pass me away I have no fear, My time is done

These endless sufferings will never stop Your departure's brought emptiness in my mind I hear the angels singing your funeral hymn Memories of you remind

Non e poi cosi lontana l'Africa, molto meno di quanto puoi pensare Nelle notti di vento si sentono battere antichi tamburi e canti e danze Mille chilometri

Fanno pochi passi, ma di solito stanno sedute e rimangono immobili ad aspettare tutto e niente Sorridono malinconiche cullandoti nel vuoto ed e cosi

Erano tempi di contrabbandieri e bricolle e attorno il profumo dei granai Mentre tra carte, barbera e bestemmie alla sera l'osteria si riempiva di operai