L'isola Che Non C'è

Second star to the right
This is the way
And then straight on till morning
Then you'll find the road by yourself
Leading to the island that isn't there

Perhaps this seems strange to you
But reason
Has taken your hand a bit
And now you're almost convinced
That an island that isn't there can't exist

And thinking about it, what madness
It's a fable, it's just fantasy
And those who are wise, who are mature know
It can't exist in reality!
I agree with you
There's no land
Where there are no saints or heroes
And if there are no thieves
If there's never war
Maybe it's precisely the island
That isn't there, that isn't there

And it's not an invention
Or even a play on words
If you believe, that's enough for you
Then you'll find the road by yourself
I agree with you
No thieves or policemen
But what kind of island is it?!
No hatred and violence
No soldiers or weapons
Maybe it's precisely the island
That isn't there, that isn't there

Second star to the right
This is the way
And then straight on till morning
You can't go wrong because
That's the island that isn't there!
And they make fun of you
If you keep looking for it
But don't give up because
Those who have already given up
And laugh behind your back
Maybe they're even crazier than you!