Sì Viaggiare
Lucio Battisti
Yes Traveling
That great genius of my friend
He would know what to do
He would know how to fix
With a screwdriver in hand he works miracles
He would adjust the minimum
Raising it a bit
And you wouldn't hit your head
So hard
And you could restart
Certainly not fly
But travel
Yes travel
Avoiding the hardest potholes
Without falling into your fears
Gently without smoke with love
Traveling sweetly
Slowing down to then speed up
With a fluent rhythm of life in the heart
Gently without jerks to the engine
And return to travel
And at night with the headlights illuminate
Clearly the road to know where to go
With courage gently, gently
Traveling sweetly
That great genius of my friend
With hands dirty with oil
He would understand much better
Better than throwing away, repairing
He would maybe clean the filter
Blowing on it a bit
Then you would separate the people
The clear ones from the not
And you could restart
Certainly not fly but travel
Yes travel
