Secondo Incontro
Il Balletto Di Bronzo
Second Meeting
You'll see, you'll see
Even if he can't feel
A clear sky
What can it tell him?
An old man's face
Already close to death
Faith was absent
Now it's strong as hell
The gaze of a man
Who isn't afraid
What does it matter if he lacks
A steady voice?
He's seen the night
The day come to an end
And women in the dark
Already ready to betray
Outstretched hands
Faces more absent
The good ones die
While the powerful rejoice
