Una Giornata Al Mare

A day at the beach
All alone with a few bucks
I came to see
This water and the people around
The sun shining brighter
What’s the noise of the world?
I search for reasons and meanings in this life
But my time feels like it’s made of just a few hours
The laughter of the ladies falls on my head

I look but the waitress
Doesn’t speak, she’s a foreigner
I’m talking nonsense to a guy
Sitting in a car over there
A car that smells of paint,
Of women, of speed
And over there I hear splashes in the sea,
In the sun or in time, who knows,
Kids shouting,
Balls dancing

You’re left all alone,
Sweet madonna alone,
In the shadows of a dream
Or maybe a photograph far from the sea
With just a geranium and a balcony

The night shines in your eyes
Of a whole life spent watching
The stars far from the sea
And my time is yours
And that of our grandparents’ grandparents
Living through the years just thinking

A day at the beach
Just for us to die
In the shadows of a dream
Or maybe a photograph far from the sea
With just a geranium and a balcony