Fila indiana

Hey, the earth is earth
Even without roots
Even if it doesn't keep me attached to the ground
And dirties my clothes

Oh, you're leaving, remember the earth
The line for the host, everyone with open mouths
The house that kicks you out soon
So August is head and feet in the grave
Yes I know, I know that blood is blood

But there are vampires
And there are families that lose blood
And happy families
Trees that grow without roots
And distant tarantellas, sliding down to the sea, further down
I learned to knock, I swear

They search for poison in the garbage
Outside the door of our house
They only find four hundred cigarette butts
Of guests busy hugging mom

I know few maybe I don't even care, but I smile
And ask: Do you want a glass of water?
They squeeze my cheekbones tighter in the spaces between the knuckles
In the churches the old ladies in single file

The old ladies in single file
Single file, single file

I decided to make peace with you
Even if you left me alone
I decided to make peace with you
Even if you scared me

I no longer have ghosts under the sheets
I count more ghosts among the school desks
At the set table those bastards of Christmas
I was a special being no

They didn't take care of me
Love is taking care of me
Love is calling every morning
A word for me
Just one word for me

Instead you're just thirsty
You don't know me and you're in line
I am your priest
I know what it means to love to death
I need to get out
I can't breathe
I have to go

Single file
Single file, single file

They search for poison in the garbage
Outside the door of our house
They only find four hundred cigarette butts
Of guests busy hugging mom

I know few maybe I don't even care, but I smile
And ask: Do you want a glass of water?
They squeeze my cheekbones tighter in the spaces between the knuckles
In the churches the old ladies in single file

The old ladies in single file
Single file, single file