Nei Giardini Che Nessuno Sa

Feel that rough skin
A deep chill inside the soul
Even a tear struggles to fall down
Too many waits around the corner
Joy that doesn’t belong to you
This unyielding time plays against you
Here’s how it ends up
Stuck at a window, we

Melancholic spectators
Of impossible happiness
So many trips postponed and already
Empty suitcases for an eternity
That pain you can’t quite place
Only it will never leave you, oh never!
That discomfort is a refuge
Too much rush in your growing up

No more miracles happen
Not anymore
Don’t listen to those dolls
Don’t touch those pills
That nun has a nice character
She knows how to handle souls
I’d give you my eyes
To see what you can’t see

The energy, the joy
To pull smiles from you again
To say yes, always yes
And manage to make you fly
Where you want, where you know
Without those weights on your heart
Hiding the clouds from you
That winter that hurts you

Healing your wounds and then
A few more teeth to chew
And then seeing you laugh
And then seeing you run again

Forget it, some forget
Distractedly a flower on a Sunday
And then silences, and then silences

In the gardens that no one knows
You breathe in the futility
There’s great respect, cleanliness
It’s almost madness
You don’t know how nice it is to hold you
To find yourself here defending you
And dressing you and fixing your hair, yes
And whispering don’t give up

In the gardens that no one knows
How much life drags on here
Just aches, little anemias
We are nothing without fantasies
Support them, help them
Please don’t let them fall
Exiled, fragile
Don’t deny them a bit of your love

Stars that are silent now
But will give a sign to that sky
Men don’t shine
If they aren’t stars too
And hands that tremble now
Because the wind blows harder
Don’t leave them now, no
Don’t let death surprise them

We are the unable ones
Who even when having, sometimes don’t give

Forget it, some forget
Distractedly a flower on a Sunday
And then silences, and then silences